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“I don’t know. Pine, I think.”
“Okay, I’m only about five minutes from there. Keep looking. I’ll call it in.”
“Thanks, man.”
Rain pelted me, soaking my hair and my coat, but I didn’t feel the cold. Only the panic rising in my chest. Where was she? Why was her car here? What had happened to her?
I checked both sides of the road, shining my flashlight into the dark, calling her name. Even with a tree in the road, she wouldn’t have left her car like that.
And then it hit me. Preston.
That bastard piece of shit motherfucker. He’d taken her.
“Fuck!”
Headlights lit up the road behind my truck. Her dad parked next to me and flew out of his car as fast as I had.
“Where is she? What happened? Did she hit the tree?”
“No.” I looked around, wondering which way they’d gone. Where he’d taken her. “She was abducted.”
“Now you’re talking crazy. Who would kidnap my sweet Marigold?”
“Preston Bradford.”
“Where is he? I’ll kill him.”
The seriousness in her dad’s voice spoke to the rage ready to explode inside me. Only, I wanted to be the one to do it.
If he so much as touched her—
“I don’t know.” My voice was oddly calm. “Garrett is on his way.”
Garrett arrived a moment later, approaching from the other side of the downed tree in his cruiser, blue and red lights flashing. He got out and shined his flashlight on her car, then stepped over the tree.
“Preston took her.” I didn’t want him to waste a second. “I’ve looked, there’s no sign of her. Her car’s still running and her purse is in there.”
“Shit,” Garrett muttered. Using his flashlight, he took in the scene, walking around the car and checking inside. He lit up the trees on the side of the road as rain pelted us. “She wouldn’t just walk away in a storm.”
“Yeah, no shit.”
“You need to find my daughter,” Craig said, his voice almost breaking.
Garrett nodded and walked back toward his car, talking into his radio.
I felt like I was going to rip out of my own skin. I looked at Craig. “If you tell me we need to wait while the cops do their job, I might punch you in the face.”
“Fuck that, son. I’m calling in reinforcements.”
“Who?”
“The SPS. Let’s go.”
The Squirrel Protection Squad? I looked at him like he’d lost his mind, but he was already on the phone and heading to his car.
I could either stand out there in the rain and wait for Garrett to tell me to stay out of the way while he handled this, or follow Craig.
I got in my truck and followed.
