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“Enough,” Cassie screamed. “Enough of this shit. We need to finish what we started, and then we need to go.”

Finn looked up, “Not without Harley.”

“You’ve had your fun, Finn. With lurking and stalking. I don’t even want to think how many times you have jerked off while you watched and filmed her.”

“You didn’t complain when I brought you all those pictures. The other stuff was for me. I needed something from her to get me through the wait.” He winked at me. “Until I got the real thing.”

I bit the inside of my cheek to stop from throwing up. Those two terrorized me for, what?

So one of them would have me and the other could kill me?

It didn’t make sense.

“It ends her. She ends here.” Cassie growled.

“You will not take her away from me,” Finn argued. “You had your fun. She was scared out of her mind. And you see she doesn’t want to have anything to do with her father. She never even mentions him. And you told her everything. Now, it’s my turn.”

Just then a door flew open and a man rushed through.

I looked at him, but turned back when Cassie said, “You’re like a broken record, Finn. It’s boring as shit.”

She raised her gun and fired.

“No,” the man screamed and sprang into action.

The gun fired again.

Cassie started maniacally laughing.

My ears were ringing.

And then I couldn’t hear anything at all.

Chapter Twenty Six

Carter

I was showing bodies away from me, not looking if I hurt someone in the process. My only focus was to get to Harley. To find her, and to take her to safety.

I jumped up on the stage, counting the people there.

Finn was missing too.

“Carter,” Trevor’s hand landed on my shoulder and I whipped around, my hand going up on instinct. I almost decked him “Calm, brother,” he muttered, grasping my hand and pulling it down.

“Fuck calm,” I said.

Taking a step, I once again looked around.

The left wing was empty of people but full of crates, and equipment.

In the right wing, Tim was sitting on a box, his hands to his head that was between his spread knees. There was no sign of Reid.

“Lock the place down,” I barked. “No one leaves until we find her.”

“Already on it,” Trevor muttered looking down at his phone.

I turned left and started for the wing.