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My legs barely keep up with my body as I fly toward the front door and crash through it.
If they're fine, I'm probably going to terrify both of them with my panic.But they're not fine, a little voice says in my head.You know that everything is wrong right now. Trust your instincts.
My heart plummets when I look around the room. It's trashed, utterly fucking trashed. If I didn't feel so helpless in those few seconds, I might feel at least a little proud that they put up a fight.
"Channing?" I call, rushing around the living space. "Mia?"
I come to a grinding halt when a sound hits my ear. Holding my breath, I hear it again and dart forward. "Fuck," I bark when I turn the corner only to be met by a puddle of blood. "Channing, fuck." I drop to my knees beside him.
"C-Cade," he whispers. "M-Mia." His eyes plead with me to do something, but I'm helpless. Totally fucking helpless.
Blood oozes from behind his hand pressed to his abdomen.
"Here," I say, dragging my shirt over my head and balling it up in the hope it will help slow the blood. "Where did they go?"
Channing shakes his head, his eyelids beginning to lower.
"Wait here, I'm calling… fuck." I don't know who I'm calling. I can't call the cops… can I? "Shit."
Racing to the spot where I know my cell will work, I call the only person I think I can trust right now.
"Easton, everything okay?" James asks.
"N-no. He found us. He's got Mia. Channing's been shot, he's bleeding out. Fuck. I don't— fuck."
"Okay, breathe, Bexley. Where is Channing?"
"H-here, at the cabin. I left and he… he fucking got her. Shit, it's all my fault." I slump against the wall as the weight of all of this comes crashing down on me.
It's not until James speaks to me again that I realize I've ended up on the floor. "I've got medics coming to you. They'll be there as soon as they can. Try to stop the blood."
"He's on the other side of the room."
"So get off the phone and help him.”
“But Mia, Cade…"
"I'll start digging. But this is Cade, Bexley. He won't do anything silently or hidden. He will want you to know where he is. He will tell you exactly where Mia is. You just have to figure out a way to be smarter than him."
"I've failed this far."
"I trust you, Bexley."
"That makes one of us."
"I'm sorry about your grandfather, son. Go and look after Channing, I'll start searching for Kingsley."
My hand falls, my cell clattering to the wooden floor. "Thank you," I whisper, feeling like nothing more than a hollow shell.
She could be anywhere. He could be doing anything to her.
Pulling my knees up, I rest my head on them as I try to force myself to think like Cade. If I were him, where would I take her?
A low moan drags me back to the here and now, and I scramble back to my feet and race over to Channing.
"Help is on its way," I say, taking over the pressure on his gunshot wound. "Everything's going to be okay."
"We'll find her, Bex,” he croaks, his skin pale. “We'll find her, and we’ll put him in the fucking ground."
