Page 110 of Chasin’s Surrender

“Oh, God.”

“Hold it together, Evie.”

She nodded but didn’t let go.

“Trust me, Genevieve. I’ll find her, but I need you safe.”

“There’s—”

“Don’t think about that. Let me go so I can help her.”

“Please find her.”

“I will.”

“Promise.”

“You’ll find her safe?”

He couldn’t promise her that. There was so much blood there was no chance Bobby was safe, unless by some miracle that wasn’t her blood and she’d gutted the man who’d met her in the woods.

“Come on,” Holden stepped in. “He’s gonna find her.”

“Be careful,” Evie called over her shoulder as Holden tucked her close and threw his arm around her shoulder.

Fucking hell. He wanted to remind Holden who he held in his arm. Wanted to remind him that he had Chasin’s life in his hands.

But he didn’t.

Holden knew.

Chasin hadn’t hidden it. Genevieve was his world and Holden was the kind of man who would protect that.

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“You holding it together?” Holden asked when I disconnected the phone call from a very angry Kennedy, who’d been ordered to the office by Jameson. She and McKenna were currently locked behind a state-of-the-art security system.

She was pissed because she and McKenna had wanted to come over here, but they were ordered—that was the word she’d repeated multiple times, emphasizing it in a way that told me she was extremely displeased she was being told she couldn’t do what she wanted—to stay there.

I appreciated them wanting to come and stay with me. But I agreed with the guys. It was too dangerous. I felt better knowing they were locked behind an alarm and not out bleeding in the woods somewhere.

“Sure,” I answered Holden.

“Viv, it’s okay to be—”

“To be what? Scared out of my head? Scared for Bobby? Scared for Chasin? Pissed off at some motherfucking freak who won’t let me alone? So angry that I want to scream and hit something? Why? Why did he take her? Why is he doing this to me? Why can’t everyone just leave me the fuck alone and stop fucking with my life?”

“Yeah, it’s okay to be all of that. And anything else you want to be. Only thing I can tell you is that Chasin’s gonna find her. He’s good at his job—the best. He’ll track her and find her. And he’ll be safe while doing it.”

“No,” I rasped. “Oh, no.”

My stomach started to twist and turn as the realization hit me like a ton of cinder blocks dropped from a skyscraper.

“Chasin—what if it’s a trap? The threats? What if he wants Chasin to go after Bobby so he can kill him?”

“Then Chasin will be ready for it.”

“How do you know?”