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Chapter Thirty-Six
“Where is she, man?” I asked Optimus, my body and mind feeling absolutely defeated. She’d been gone longer than twenty-four hours and I was about to lose my shit.
I hadn’t slept last night, I was currently running on fucking adrenaline, and I had my computer set up running facial recognition software that Judge had sent me late last night throughout the web.
Morris and Chapman had tried to stall as long as possible, but as it turned out, Peter had been on their surveillance list for a couple of weeks now, with him being the creator of this so-called drug they were looking to eradicate.
It hadn’t taken long for them to pull up the pictures of his house from the day before his murder and realize that I was, in fact, telling the truth, the doorknobs had been switched out.
The rest of the evidence pointed toward Eric Deanwell, and with Sugar now missing, I could see just how stupid they felt, obviously having interviewed him already.
Good, I hope they spent time chasing their tails or hiding their heads with embarrassment. Because if I got ahold of him first, I was gonna kill him.
It was now just after midday, and I still had nothing. Sugar’s cell had been tossed just outside of Athens, and since then, we had no fucking idea where Eric had taken her. At this stage, she could be halfway around the fucking world, and we would have no goddamn clue.
“Calm down,” Optimus said sternly. “We’ll fucking find her, I promise you. We’ve got brothers spread out across the state, Kit has done the same with his boys. If she’s close by, we’ll be able to get someone to her within half an hour.”
I clenched my teeth.
Both Op and Kit had stretched a handful of brothers out across the state and into any major cities or towns. It was a risk we had to take, my gut telling me that she was still close by, that he wouldn’t have tried to fly with her. That, and during church last night, we’d managed to put together some of the pieces of the puzzle. Eric has been on the club’s ass for too long, his vendetta against us becoming quite obvious. He wanted us destroyed and torn to shreds, but the more he came at us, the stronger we fucking got. He tried to take down the entire club, but we wouldn’t let him, each of our members was willing to step up every damn time and take one for the team just so the club would survive.
He underestimated us.
Unfortunately, we’d underestimated him too.
There was a reason he wanted to take the club down, and it had to be simply because he needed free reign of where we held strong.
I was gonna kill the mother-fucker.
I shook my head. “She’s everything, man.”
Optimus looked me directly in the eye. “I get it.”
Thank God Harlyn wasn’t around, because if I saw that kid right now, I might just fucking break, knowing that I hadn’t done what I should have and protected her mom. She’d stayed with my sister last night, and she was going to pick her up after school too. Optimus worried about her asking questions, wondering where Sugar was since she’d been staying at the club recently.
I picked up my hat and scratched at my head. I needed to go have a shower or some shit, try and wake my body up, make sure I was alert. The thought of food made me feel physically ill, so I hadn’t eaten. I wanted my fucking woman back, I knew she’d be freaking out, possibly having an attack and I couldn’t fucking be there for her.
My heart ached, and I palmed my chest. “I never fucking thought I could find someone who I felt…” I struggled to find the words. “…who I just fucking felt. Who understood me, my life, who I was? Never thought I’d find someone who I was this scared of fucking losing. That I felt like I was missing something.”
The last few months had been everything but smooth sailing for us, but we fought through and no matter fucking what happened, we always came back together. Like two damn magnets that couldn’t be kept apart.
“When you finally realize, it hits you like a ton of fucking bricks, I’ll tell you that,” Blizzard agreed.
He and Rose had their own issues. She’d hurt the club, hurt everyone that Blizzard had cared for, but essentially that wasn’t her. She’d been lied to and manipulated. It still took Blizzard a long time to trust her, though. And when she was in danger, he realized just what it was that he could lose.
“Wrench!” Hadley called from the top of the staircase with Macy on her hip. I jogged over and looked up at her. “Your computer is making crazy sounds!”
I raced up the stairs, Hadley just managing to leap out of the way as I plowed past her, Macy giggling loudly.
I could hear the dinging as I reached my doorway and flung my computer chair out of the way as I bent over the desk, examining the screen.
“What’s that mean?” Optimus asked, jogging in after me with Blizzard hot on his tail.
I stared at it with my eyes wide, looking at a picture of her, splayed across a bed, her eyes closed. She was clearly positioned provocatively, but I couldn’t tell if she was awake or just refusing to look at the camera.
The one thing I knew for sure.
She was still alive, and she was still in the state.
