Keane frowned and stepped over to the side while the ladiesargued about whether or not a paramilitary group landing on county soil was thebest way to handle the problem.
“Hey, I was thinking.You said they were possibly trackingher.”Keane’s voice was low.“Did you actually find the tracker?”
Garrett stopped.Keane had obviously gotten something hehadn’t.“No, but her phone was in her pocket when she was taken.I lookedthrough her bag.They left that behind, but her phone wasn’t there.So it’seither in her pocket or they tossed it.”
“Doesn’t she let her mom track her phone?”Keane asked.“Idon’t think they know we found the phone.Her parents, that is.”
“We have to do this the right way,” Morgan argued.
They couldn’t wait another minute.Garrett nodded Keane’sway, and they both slipped out of the room.
“This is going to take forever,” one of the deputies wassaying.“If she’s not on county land, we’re going to lose the case.”
Garrett kept walking, pulling his cell out.He got to aquiet place.“Master, I want to call Abby and see if she has her location.Shecan give it to the team, but I think we should go in first.”
Keane nodded.“Gabe will come with us.Do it.”
Garrett dialed and prayed they were in time.
ChapterTwenty
Olivia bit back a groan.Her head was foggy fromwhatever they’d given her after the stun gun, but before they tossed her in thetrunk of Martin Gladen’s Escalade.Stupid Jessica had put a hypodermic needleinto her shoulder before shoving her inside.
She had spent her whole life avoiding drugs, and now sheknew why.Wine did not make her feel this way.Her beloved margaritas did notmake her feel this way.Well, when they weren’t laced with drugs they didn’t.
“Don’t make a sound.They think we’re still asleep,” afamiliar voice said.
Fuck.She hadn’t been alone.Scott.She had been kidnapped.That was bad.She had been kidnapped and someone decided to bring her assholeex-boyfriend along.Even worse.Couldn’t she be left with the tiniest bit ofdignity?
Now she was thankful for the drugs and wished they’d lasteda bit longer.
She opened her eyes.She was lying on a bed, and she couldfeel someone was behind her.Really close to her.The asshole was practicallyspooning her.And she didn’t like where her hands were.They were zip tiedbehind her back and… She hoped that was like his hip or something.
“I don’t know how long it lasts,” a woman was saying inanother room.Her voice was muffled through the closed door.“I’m not adoctor.”
Olivia could see the door and a dresser beside it.Sheseemed to be in a small bedroom, likely the guest room.
“You’re the one who thought they needed a dose of something.I didn’t want to drug them.Hell, I didn’t want to bring your ex-boyfriendalong at all.You planned that.”
Damn it.Her men were going to spank her ass in a not funway.She knew that whiney-ass voice.Gladen.It was stupid Martin Gladen, andshe had been so stubborn about him.Garrett had been trying to get her to talkto her dad about the situation or communicate with the man in some way thatwould make him feel comfortable until they were ready to move.
She refused.
Her ass was going to be so red.
“I didn’t, but I should have known that dog would followafter her,” Jessica replied with venom.
“Why did you have two stun guns then?”
Good question.
Jessica didn’t seem to have an answer for that.
“Olivia, I’m going to get you out of this,” Scott whisperedbehind her.He was so close.Too close.She could feel his breath on the backof her neck.“Jessica has gone utterly mad since I left her.She can’t handlethe fact that I love someone else.”
She couldn’t roll her eyes hard enough to react to thosewords.Not that he would see them, but the universe should take note.“Can youback off?”
“I’m tied up.I can’t hold you.Olivia, don’t be afraid.Think of my arms around you.”
