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26
SAVANNAH
Vinnie makes us a dinner of spaghetti and meatballs, but I can’t eat. Worry about Falcon consumes me. It’s nine o’clock, and he hasn’t checked in.
He said he was going to Austin.
Where both my family and the McAllisters live.
I don’t think he’d go back to the McAllisters’ place. Why would he? He got me out, and they’ve surely enhanced their security since he broke through it.
Is he going to talk to my father? Give him a piece of his mind about everything that he’s put me through since I got to my new job?
If that’s the case, I’d like to think my father wouldn’t harm him…but I’m not that naïve. Not anymore. I’ve been forced to see a side of my father that I’d blinded myself to by choice. My daddy. My daddy who I thought loved me.
Now I wonder if the man is even capable of love.
“Try to eat, Sav,” Vinnie urges. “You won’t be any good to anyone without adequate energy.”
He’s right, of course. It’s the same reason I ate the salmon that night at the McAllisters’. I needed my strength, and it ended up saving me from a brutal rape.
I twist my spaghetti around my fork and bring it to my mouth. The pasta is cooked perfectly, and the sauce is robust and flavorful, but it’s all mush in my mouth. Still, I chew and swallow and then twirl some more onto my fork.
“Good?” Vinnie asks.
I simply nod.
“You need to trust him,” he says. “Trust that he’s doing what he thinks is right.”
“What if?—”
He raises a hand to stop me. “No what ifs, Sav. It’ll kill you. You think I haven’t gone there a million times in my own head? It doesn’t change a damned thing.”
He’s right, of course. I take another bite when?—
Falcon’s satellite phone vibrates.
“Thank God!” I grab it without looking at the number. “Falcon?”
Silence on the other end of the line.
I quickly put it on speaker and press my fingers to my lips so Vinnie knows not to speak.
“Falcon, are you there?” I glance at the number then.
It’s not Falcon’s.
Fuck.
“Who is this?” I demand.
“We have him,” says a voice I don’t recognize. “I’m sending an address. Get there as soon as you can.”
My heart goes wild as fear slides into me. The few bites of spaghetti tumble in my stomach. “Don’t you dare hurt him.”
“That depends on you.” The phone clicks off.
