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“Autumn is missing.”

“Her phone—” I choked.

“Is here at The Haven, but she isn’t. When her appointment didn’t show up, Davey went to check on her, but he was knocked out as soon as he walked in the door. He called us when he came to. He didn’t see who hit him, but he did see Autumn out cold on the floor before he lost consciousness.”

“Fecking hell,” I muttered.

“There were signs of a struggle.”

“Struggle?” I asked, pushing the word out.

“Blood on the counter. A broken glass.”

“Her necklace?”

“Was on the floor and the chain broken. I think she was trying to get at it and was stopped. Her phone was on the floor too.”

That was why her blue dot showed her where I expected her to be. Only, she wasn’t there. She had been taken. It felt as if I had been punched in the stomach. Air escaped my lungs in a long hiss, and I struggled to remain calm. “Feck. He has her, Finn. We have to find her.”

“Already started—I have my team on it. Niall is chartering a plane. Get to the airport.” He paused. “We’ll get her back, Sully. I swear.”

“On my way.”

The flight was torture. I had thrown a few things in a carry-on and grabbed my passport, a car already waiting for me. I breezed through the special customs area for private planes, and as soon as the boarding door shut behind me, we were off. I paced the entire time, texted with Finn and Niall. My anxiety was through the roof. I was terrified, knowing that if Alan had been waiting this long to snatch her, he was going to be angry.

And he would take that anger out on her.

I was nauseous thinking about it.

Finn assured me he had his men working on it. His IT department contained some of the slickest hackers in the city.

“No one to look after my systems better than a former hacker,” he explained once. “Always a step ahead and able to see patterns others wouldn’t be looking for. And they come in handy.”

I knew they had been instrumental in finding Una and Anna when they were taken. I prayed they could do the same and find my Autumn.

I stared out the window into the darkness surrounding us. “I’m coming mo fhiadh beag. Hang on.”

I dropped my head into my hands, tired, anxious, and angry. “And this time, I’m not leaving you alone,” I added.

I was out the door and down the steps as soon as the attendant unlocked it. Niall was waiting with a car, and I got in. He’d already let me know I had precleared customs. I didn’t bother asking how—I didn’t care.

“Any word? How did this happen?”

He rubbed his eyes, looking as stressed as I felt.

“Evan hacked into the security system at the home. There was a flower delivery earlier that afternoon to a neighbor down the hall from Lynn’s place that Autumn is clearing out. A van was parked out front with the flower shop logo on it. The guy signed in as usual. Went upstairs. Then it got interesting. The security guard was called away for a fire alarm, which turned out to be false. When he got back a short time later, the van was gone, but the delivery guy wasn’t on any footage leaving the building. We assumed Blane paid someone to drive the van away and maybe even set off the alarm. We checked, and the van was reported stolen that morning. Found dumped and clean later. The apartment the flowers were for was searched. The resident was actually out of the building for the day on a bus trip and had no idea someone had been in her place.” Niall grunted. “Lucky for her, I’d say. He’s unstable, so God only knows…” He trailed off.

“He knew where she was. He’s been planning this.”

“Afraid so. He changed his appearance. No longer the clean-shaven, light-haired guy that Autumn knew.” He handed me a picture. The man in the photo had longer, dark hair. A beard and mustache. Glasses. His skin looked tanned, and the jacket he wore made him look bulkier.

“Jesus, he could have walked past us a dozen times.”

“I think he did. Dressed as an orderly in the hospital. A regular visitor. He could have overheard conversations. Plotted. We think he waited until he knew she was alone. Evan did some digging, and the girl’s Facebook account was real but hacked. We’ve confirmed she never communicated with Autumn. He set it all up. He’s been biding his time.”

“Jesus Christ, Niall.”

He leaned forward, gripping my shoulder. “We’ll find her. I swear it. We’ve called in favors. We’ve got the power and reach of the syndicate behind this.”