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As soon as she passes through I run from the bathroom, through the bedroom, and stop at the alarm panel on the wall beside the garage door. I quickly enter the code and slip through the door and squat down beside bag just outside. I have to be quick because I know I only have a few minutes before someone looks for me.
Flinging clothes all over the place, I pick out undergarments, a pair of worn jeans and a black t-shirt, and put them on. I glance over and pick up a pair of my tennis shoes and put them on, sans socks.
Standing up, I grab a flashlight off a bench and rush to the side door that leads outside. After unlocking it, I slip outside and start running toward the road. I don’t have a car, but I know that the hunting lodge isn’t too far. If I run, I can make it there in time. I know exactly where Steven is. Jaxon pointed out the small and barely visible access road to me one day when we were on our way to work. I haven’t actually seen the hunting lodge, but Jaxon told me it’s there about a mile down the road.
Staying off the road in case someone comes along, but close enough that I don’t get lost, I finally make it to the access road. Stopping and doubling over, I try and steady my breathing. Taking several deep breaths, I start jogging down the small overgrown dirt road. With the light of my flashlight, I can see tire tracks. Some of the overgrown grass is matted down, as though it has been traveled on recently.
Just as I’m about to stop to take another breather, the road opens up and I see lights from a window of a cabin. I halt in my tracks and look around. Just beyond the house I see the tail end of a vehicle. Other than the window I see no other lights.
I slowly start to walk forward. My breaths are coming in pants and not just from the harsh run but mostly from fear. I approach the rickety porch and climb the dilapidated steps. Standing in front of the door, I notice the curtains off to my right rustle. Lifting my hand, I knock three times.
After several seconds, the door creaks open, and standing in front of me is Steven.
“So nice to see you again, my pet.” And with that he snakes his hand around my throat and drags me inside.
21
Jaxon
MY FIST SLAMS AGAINST the dashboard of my truck when I get back inside. Nothing. Not one goddamn place we went to tonight has produced any clues as to where that sick fuck has taken Anna. We’ve been all over town and searched every place that Steven would have access to. Now we’ve run out of options. There’s nowhere else to look.
“Fuck!” I roar and grip the steering wheel hard. There’s no telling what he’s done to her so far. He’s had her for three days now. My sweet innocent little sister is out there somewhere in the hands of a sadistic bastard.
I pull out my phone and shoot a text to the others to see if they’ve had any luck. I know it’s pointless though. If they had found her, they would’ve notified me already.
A couple minutes later confirms it. No one’s found her. Mac sends me another message to say everyone is going to my place to regroup and go over our options. Options. What fucking options? There are no more fucking options!
I crank my truck and pull away from the abandoned barn that sits on the outskirts of town. Twenty minutes later, I pull up at my house at the same time Mac and Nick do. There are already several squad cars parked in the yard.
All three of us quietly make our way to the porch. I glance over at Nick and in the porch light I can see he looks haggard. His hair is a mess and his eyes are rimmed with red.
Just as we approach the door, it flings open. Andrew is on the other side, looking worried. A sick feeling hits my gut, and I immediately know something is wrong.
“What happened?” I demand, and take a step toward him. Before he has a chance to answer, I barrel past him into the house. I barely notice the officer quietly talking on his phone.
“Angel!” I shout.
Instead of hearing my beautiful angel’s voice, I hear Andrew behind me.
“She’s gone.”
I whip around to face him and growl, “What the fuck do you mean she’s gone? How can she be gone?”
Mac steps up to me and places a hand on my shoulder. “Cool it, Jax.”
I shrug off his hand with an “Eat shit” before turning my glare back to Andrew.
“I don’t know. She was taking a shower when Mia went to go check on her. She said she was going to the garage to grab some clothes and asked if Mia would make her a sandwich. Said she wasn’t eating lately because of all the shit that’s been going down and felt a little shaky. When she didn’t come back from the garage, we went to look, but she wasn’t there. The door that leads outside was open.”
I run to the garage door and yank it open. Right outside the door I see her bag and clothes strewn all over the place. I rush to the other door and step outside.
“Bailey!” I shout, but hear nothing in return.
Walking back into the house, I see Mia coming out of my bedroom. She doesn’t stop until she’s standing in front of me. She hands me Bailey’s phone. “I found this on the bathroom counter.”
I quickly scroll through her call log, but it reveals nothing. Next, I look at her recent texts. The last text she received was from an unknown number. When I click it open I nearly crush the phone in my grip.
Unknown: See you soon, my pet.
