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I’m not exactly lying, but I’m not planning to call him. The horror I’ve endured is because of Tal, yet he’s the one I believe. I don’t know if I should trust Cas, because his purpose is to protect his club, not me. Not to say I’m pro Tal, as I have my own issues with him, but it’s better to stick with the devil you know, and the devil I know is Tal. If his father is FBI, at least I can get out of here alive, and put as much distance between this club and me as possible.
Pulling out his phone, he raises his brow. “Number?”
I rattle off the number Tal gave me, hoping I remembered it right. Passing me the phone, I hold it awkwardly to my ear and walk to the corner of the bar.
It rings, and I squeeze my eyes closed, praying he answers.
“McGregor.”
The British accent surprises me.
“Um, my name is Holly Tucker, and I’m a… a friend of Tal’s—I mean, Ethan,” I whisper, my heart beating out of my chest.
“Go on.”
“He’s in trouble, and he told me to call you. He said you’d get us both out of here.”
He curses down the line, and then he’s back to business. “Is he hurt?”
“Not really, but they’ve got him tied to a chair in the basement.”
“Who?”
“The Lost Souls.”
“How are you calling me?”
“They think I’m calling my dad. Ethan told me I could trust you.”
He goes quiet, then sighs. “Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Keep your head down and stay alive.”
He hangs up. I’m putting my faith in a stranger, but it’s not the strangest thing I’ve done in the last few weeks.
Waiting by the table, Cas reaches out for his phone.
“I managed to convince him I’ve moved out and left town.”
I want him to believe my father isn’t going to be a threat, but I swallow thickly when I realise he now thinks no one is going to look for me if I go missing.
“I’ll take you back to the house. You must be hungry.”
I don’t get him. He doesn’t trust me, and he won’t let me leave, but he’s making sure I’m looked after. Is he playing games with me? Is this a prisoner tactic to mess with me, to keep me on edge? Because it’s starting to work. All I can do at this point is hope Tal’s father shows up soon.
Chapter Thirteen
Cas
Fucking bitch.
Hitting play for a third time, brothers listen to her conversation with the rat’s dad—the FBI agent. I could feel it in my gut she didn’t want to call her dad. I fucking knew it, hence why I recorded the call.
“So we’ve got a prospect who looks more innocent by the day, a traitor brother who’s fucking us in the ass, and now we’ve got a girl calling the FBI for help. And by the sounds of it, he’s on his fucking way,” Sparky snaps.
He’s not wrong, but he’s left out that we have a bother in the hands of our enemy.
“We’re going to move Tal to the Old Mill, and the girl too. As for Kyle, it’s safe to say he isn’t making the cut now, so we’ll cut him loose on the provision he never breathes a word of what he’s seen here.”
“He’ll understand the consequences if he does. He and his aunt will leave town.”
