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“Why, Greyson. I was just talking about you.”
I stopped walking. “You are not who I called.”
“Well, luckily for you, I have my dad’s phone and decided to answer for him. ‘Cause I am a nice guy and all.”
I rolled my eyes. Rowan Crane was the epitome of his dad. No matter what happened, Lucas would always walk this earth as long as his son was around.
“Fine, you’ll do I guess,” I muttered.
Rowan chuckled. “Aren’t you sweet? I really have no idea how you landed a nice lady like Eve.”
“As much as I enjoy this banter, I need answers. I can’t find my son.”
“Shit. I thought it was just Brynlee who was missing?” The humor quickly left and was replaced with the serious side of Rowan. While his parents were experts when it came to computers, Rowan liked to venture a little deeper. He enjoyed teetering on the edge of the law and what was considered morally sound, just to see if he could get caught. One of these days it was going to backfire on him. I would love to be a fly on the wall when that happened and his mom kicked his ass.
“It was and then my son found her location thanks to you and now he’s missing as well.”
“He called me asking for help, so if you want it as well, you’ll refrain from accusing me of shit. Got it?”
I let out a slow breath, trying to ease my racing heart. “Yeah. I got it.”
“Good.” I heard the sound of keys clicking in the background. “Um…Greyson?”
“What?” My back stiffened as my guys approached me with caution.
“I was able to hack into the security cameras at the motel. Surprisingly, for a shitty establishment, they have a good system, and the picture is crystal clear.”
“What aren’t you telling me?” I asked, needing to know what the hell was going on.
“Jaron approached Price, who was holding your granddaughter. A couple guys came up behind Jaron and it looks like something spooked them but…”
“What?” I demanded.
“I think Jaron was shot,” Rowan said gently. “It was probably why they didn’t shoot him in the head. Something startled them.”
“Do you see them take him?” Red clouded my vision, my throat working over a hard lump. If Jaron was gone…
Catch came up to me, clapping my shoulder. That single touch alone calmed some of the nerves rushing through me.
“No. This shit is fucked up. Greyson,” Rowan continued. “Price placed Brynn on the ground, and they left. Just like that.”
“So they’re here,” I told him. “They have to be.”
“That’s what it looks like, but the video cuts out after that. They must have seen the cameras. I don’t know. Greyson, it doesn’t look good. Jaron dropped and was unmoving. He…”
“Thank you, Rowan.” I disconnected the call and turned to my men. “Jaron and Brynlee are still here. Find them. Please for the love of God, I need you to find them. Not for me. But for Eve and Piper.”
“We will.” Catch gripped my shoulder, gave it a squeeze, and went to walk away when I caught his arm.
“Listen, I’m—”
“Don’t.” Catch shook his head. “I would have reacted the same way. We’ll find them.”
A sharp scream had our heads turning toward the noise. A maid was backing up out of a room on the second floor.
The closer we got to her, the harder my heart raced.
“Ma’am.” Catch went up to her as Tray went into the room, followed by Cheesy and another prospect, Jamie Locke. A couple of other guys joined them. “Tell us what happened.”
