Yeah, he had no idea.
But one thing was clear. Leaving wasn’t going to make them safe.
“Contact Ink,” he told Ralen. “They’re going to need a safe house when we get them out of the airport.”
Ralen nodded and drew out his phone. Cash took his phone off speaker and put it to his ear. “We’re on our way, Monroe. Just stay with security.”
He wanted to ask to speak to Addie but held back.
“You’re sure no one is hurt, right?” he asked. He could hear Dotty in the background, so he thought she was all right.
“No, no one was hurt. Just scared.”
“We’ll be there soon,” he promised.
And then everything would be all right, because he would see to it.
27
Addie just concentrated on her breathing.
Otherwise she was concerned that she was going to pass out or throw up. And airport security didn’t want them leaving the room.
It had been close to an hour since they’d been chased through the airport and it felt like her heart was still racing. Her hands were trembling.
Where was Cash? He’d told Monroe he would be here shortly.
“Look, this is all ridiculous. We just need to get on a plane back home,” Dotty said. She paced up and down the small room they’d been left in. There was a coffee machine, a vending machine, and some tables and chairs, and that was about it.
“Should we go home?” Monroe asked. “What if they follow us there? We were doing what they wanted. I just don’t understand.”
Dotty sighed and sat on one of the chairs. “I don’t get it either. Who are these people? Why are they after us?”
There was a loud voice on the other side of the door, and it suddenly opened. Ink walked in, his face tired. Behind him wereCash and Ralen, both of them looking irritated. Butch followed up in the rear, looking angry.
But he always seemed to look that way.
Addie immediately stood and took several steps toward Cash before she brought herself up short. She couldn’t just go running to him and expect him to take care of her.
He wasn’t hers.
To her shock, though, his gaze zeroed in on her as he strode forward. He ran his gaze over her, as though checking her for injury.
“Addie, are you all right? Did anyone touch you, hurt you?”
She shook her head. Her throat was burning, and there was no chance of her talking right now. Monroe had given her some painkillers, but they’d barely taken the edge off.
“She’s completely lost her voice,” Monroe said. “The police kept asking us all these questions, and Addie was trying to answer them, since she was the one that first saw the men coming towards us, but it’s ruined her voice.”
He frowned, and for a moment, she thought he was going to start scolding her, and she just couldn’t take it. There was no way she could take anyone telling her anything bad right now.
But his face seemed to soften as if he realized she was close to the edge.
“Sorry we took so long to get to you,” Cash told her. “Security wouldn’t let us through until Ink got here.”
“This is all ridiculous,” Dotty said. “All they need to do is escort us onto the plane, and then we’ll be fine.”
Ralen shot her an incredulous look. “You really think you’re going to be fine? What if they come after you in Las Vegas?”
