Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Thanks, Harvey. Send me the footage you have,” I demanded. I didn’t bother asking for his paperwork since I knew Deviant would easily access it. “Let me know if you hear from her.”
“I will. Oh, Viper?”
“Yeah?” I climbed out of the truck and Harvey’s next words had me frozen on her feet.
“Her friend called this morning looking for her.”
Son of a bitch.
After ending my call with Harvey, the weight on my chest made it nearly impossible to breathe. My instincts were screaming that Rhiannon had been taken.
I stalked into the lounge, shouting for Deviant.
“Deviant!”
He stood behind the bar sipping his drink, but when he clocked the mixture of worry and murderous rage on my face, he set the cup on the bar top. His eyebrows raised in question as he came out from behind the bar. “What’s up?”
“Rhiannon is missing,” I ground out through clenched teeth. Fury burned inside me to the point that I was nearly shaking. I needed to fucking kill someone.
I heard Deviant mutter, “Fuck,” from behind me since I’d already pivoted and was stomping down the hallway that led to the offices.
When I reached Fox’s door, it was open, so I stepped inside, closely followed by Deviant.
Fox looked up at me and frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Rhiannon,” I grunted, curling my hands into fists to keep from grabbing something and throwing it. “She was supposed to meet me at a jobsite this morning, and she didn’t show. She’s not answering her phone. GPS has been turned off.”
“Son of a bitch,” Fox muttered.
Maverick had walked in at the beginning of my explanation and immediately put his phone to his ear. I knew he was calling the guards we had on our women and ordering them to bring the girls here. It was a smart move. And it again made me wonder what the fuck had happened to the man I’d posted on Rhiannon.
“On it,” Deviant declared before he stalked out of the room and most likely headed for his office.
I was relieved to have his help. Deviant was the best when it came to anything electronic, and he was damn good at finding people, no matter how good they were at hiding.
Too amped up to sit, I paced in front of Fox’s desk as I laid out all the information I’d gathered. At the moment, the best thing we could do was wait for word from Deviant. If he would get her GPS turned back on, it would at least give us a place to start.
Then someone would fill him in on the rest of the details so he could dig deeper.
After relaying everything I knew, we discussed strategies for a rescue but were interrupted when Fox’s phone rang.
“Deviant,” he grunted at us before answering. “Anything?”
“Got a location, but I’ll be honest, I don’t think she’s there. I think someone took her and dumped her phone.”
I’d paced the length of Fox’s office and spit out a litany of curses when I heard Deviant’s theory. Then I slammed my fist into the wall, leaving a hole and bloodying my knuckles.
“For fuck’s sake, man. The last thing your woman needs is for you to break your fucking hand,” Maverick grunted.
Fox was scowling at the punctured wall, but he didn’t say anything. He was well aware of the hell I was currently living in. Dahlia meant everything to him, and if anything ever happened to her, he’d leave nothing but utter destruction in his wake.
“We’ll send a couple of guys to check it out. Just in case,” Fox told him, his eyes tracking me as I resumed pacing.
“I’ll keep looking,” Deviant muttered. He sounded distracted, and the fast clicking of his keyboard told me that his focus had already turned back to his work.
Fox’s cell beeped, and he looked down at it. “Deviant sent what he’s got.”
Apparently, Rhiannon’s phone had pinged at a convenience store about an hour away and wasn’t moving. Which was why Deviant suspected that whoever had taken her had ditched her phone in a dumpster.
“Take Stone, Phoenix, and Whiskey with you to the location,” Fox said to me. Then he turned his gaze to his VP. “Mav, make sure the girls are safe, then get a few more brothers outfitted and ready to ride when we find out where Viper’s girl is. Don’t know what we’ll be up against, so let’s be prepared.” He met my eyes and lifted his chin, giving me permission to leave. “When I know more, you’ll know more,” he added.
Mav and I both nodded and filed out of the office before splitting off in separate directions. Since we’d be able to get around easier and faster on our bikes, I had my brothers meet me at my house.
A little over an hour later, we’d ridden into the parking lot where Deviant had located her phone. We found it in her purse, which had been tossed on the ground beside the dumpster.