“Is she okay?” Aidan asked. “Does she need anything?”
“She’s fucking terrified,” Cash said. “Poor baby. I have you.”
She wished she could turn her head and talk to Aidan, but she couldn’t seem to move. The only thing keeping her from fracturing apart right now were Cash’s arms around her.
“Do you know these fuckers?” Ink asked.
“They’re the guys that attacked us on the side of the road.” Cash started to swear and she patted his back gently, trying to soothe him.
She was all right. He’d gotten to her in time. Although she wondered how he’d found her.
“Addie, can you tell us what happened?” Ink asked.
“She’s gone non-verbal,” Cash said. “We have to wait for her voice to come back to her.”
Come on, Addie. Get yourself together.
“DMV,” she managed to say.
Cash paused. “What, baby?”
“DMV. License plate. Track.”
“Fuck, they tracked you through your license plate?” Ink said. “They must have paid off someone to get that information.”
“Motherfuckers,” Cash snarled. “I didn’t even think of the possibility that they’d come after us. They seemed like a bunch of idiots. Fuck. I have to do better.”
She managed to lean back so she could frown up at him. “You’re the best, Cash Savage.”
“No, I’m not. But I plan to be. For you.”
“Let’s get her back to your place,” Ink said. “She’s trembling. Probably in shock. We have to do something about these guys before the cops get here. Brody is monitoring the radios. So far there haven’t been any calls from anyone reporting us breaking in here. We just have to leave as quietly. Fuck, we’re going to need to move quick. Thank God the cops are too busy with a whole bunch of emergencies around town.”
Why did it sound like Ink was smiling as he said that? Had he arranged those emergencies to keep the police busy and away from here?
Maybe she was better off not knowing.
62
Cash sat on the sofa back in their apartment with Addie on his lap. She had a blanket tucked around her and was hugging Snaggles tight.
When he’d walked up toward the door of the apartment, she’d stiffened and made a small noise of fear. Poor baby had been kidnapped after her first night in a new place.
This apartment was probably tainted for her now. He’d need to find them somewhere else to live.
He couldn’t believe that bastard had taken her from under his fucking nose. She’d only been dressed in a fucking T-shirt, for God’s sake. It was no wonder she was shaking. And he’d knocked her out.
Hack had met them here to check her over. He’d thought she might have a mild concussion so Cash had to keep a close eye on her.
He’d be doing that anyway.
Who knew how this was going to affect her?
“Right, those guys have been taken away and we had the place cleaned,” Ink said. “The cops should be arriving soon now that the town has settled down.”
Thanks to Ink who’d had the foresight to have some friends create enough chaos that the cops hadn’t had time to look into the report of reckless driving.
Addie shuddered. When she was feeling more like herself, he was going to need to talk to her about seeing a therapist. She’d gone through so much in these past two weeks.
