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The next thing she knew, an ear-piercing scream came through the phone. Emery! Her heart pounded with fear and helplessness. How could her father allow something like this to happen to family?
“Did that finally convince you to come home?” her father asked a moment later, his tone still cold and demanding.
“You know it did,” she whispered.
“Then see you soon, Sadie,” he said, the line going dead.
Feeling numb, Sadie took a quick shower, the water doing little to wash away the dread that clung to her.
Dressed and devoid of any emotion, she felt like a ghost as she left the clubhouse. Thankfully, no one was there to stop her.
In the parking lot now, Sadie slid behind the wheel of her newly purchased secondhand car. She remembered being so happy, buying this little Chevy, and Priest celebrating with her.
Speaking of Priest, he needed to know. She tried calling him, but there was no answer. He was probably focused on his job. Sadie’s hands shook as she sent Priest a text, her fingers typing out the painful truth. She told him what she was planning to do. Sadie kept no lies from her man.
Her father had made it clear that the longer she waited, the worse it became for Emery. She wasn’t too worried about keeping secrets from Priest.
It seemed her father didn’t know Priest was part of an MC. He and Mason probably just assumed Sadie ran off to Priest, and they were living together.
Sadie only hoped … what? That Priest would read her message and arrive in time to help her save Emery?
She debated telling Cassie about her plans, then ultimately decided she didn’t want to drag her new friend into danger. This was a personal problem, after all. Cassie had already done so much for her, and involving her in the dangerous dynamics of her past felt like an unfair burden.
After taking a few calming breaths, Sadie started the engine and headed for her hometown. The road stretched ahead, and she was too scared and nervous to bother turning the radio on. All she kept thinking about was Emery and what Mason would do to her once she arrived.
The weight of impending danger hung heavy in the air, and she didn’t believe for a second that Mason would keep his word about letting Emery go in exchange for her. The fear gnawed at her, but amidst the anxiety, a spark of determination flickered within her.
The last thing Mason and the mayor’s goons would expect was Priest.
Time passed by in a blur as Sadie drove through the town. The sight of the welcome sign tightened her stomach into knots. When Emery and she left this hellhole weeks ago, she thought she’d never return.
“Guess I was wrong,” she whispered.
Entering a familiar residential street that she had escaped only recently, Sadie parked her car on the street opposite Mason’s house. The air inside her car suddenly felt stifling despite the air conditioning.
“If Priest were here, he’d tell me that I got this,” she whispered, shutting her eyes for a few moments to steady herself.
Once she was a lot calmer, Sadie reached into her glove compartment and retrieved the tiny gun—a recent gift from Priest. Tucking it into her purse, she took a deep breath and exited the car.
As she approached Mason’s house, two men in suits stood by the front door, unmistakably the mayor’s men. The excessive security for someone like her struck her as absurd, and a bitter laugh threatened to escape. However, she couldn’t find it in herself to laugh. Instead, a nauseating feeling took over.
“Get it together for Emery,” she reminded herself.
Her cellphone started ringing, and seeing Priest’s name on the screen, she hesitated. He must be so angry with her right now. It seemed so long ago that she and Cassie ate breakfast, and Cassie persuaded her to take a pregnancy test.
God, Priest didn’t even know about the baby. He’d be doubly mad if he knew. She answered the call, because she couldn’t just ignore it. If things turned south, then this could be her last conversation with him.
“Where are you?” was the first thing Priest asked her. She was glad he was always so practical.
“Mason’s place. I texted you his address. Priest, I’m so sorry, but I have to put this down. Security is watching me closely,” she whispered.
“I’ll be there soon,” was Priest’s abrupt answer.
He ended the call. If Priest was someone else, she would’ve doubted if he’d keep his promise but Sadie never second-guessed him.
The rap of knuckles on the car window made her jump in her seat. Her father was standing outside and he didn’t look happy.
Sadie got out of the car. “Who were you calling?” her father demanded. He didn’t even bother asking how she was or how she was doing.
