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I knew exactly what he meant. There was only one woman who had ever done the same for me and she was like a revolving fuckin’ door. In and out. Hot and cold. Always leaving me hangin’. Didn’t make any sense why I wanted her, but Trish was my weakness. Had been since the first moment I kissed her sweet lips.
“Say no more. I understand.”
He reached for her hand and held it, rubbing small circles like he was lost in thought.
I was about to say something else when my cell phone began vibrating my pocket. It was always located inside the inner pocket of my cut. When I saw who it was, my heartbeat picked up and kicked hard against my ribcage.
Trish.
Swiping across the screen as I left the room, I stepped out into the clean, empty hall of the hospital floor where Trixie was staying for the next few days.
“Trish?”
“Grim!” she yelled, sounding frantic.
“What’s the matter?”
“They took her,” she sobbed into the phone. “They took Stef.”
“Who?”
“Stef is my cousin. She’s only sixteen!”
I already knew who Stef was, but Trish didn’t remember, probably because she was freaking out. “Alright, calm down, baby.” I could kick myself for calling her that. “Where are you?”
“I can’t say.”
What the fuck? I hated when she did this shit to me.
“Trish, I need to come get you. Tell me where you are,” I ordered sternly.
“I can’t, Grim. They’ll do something to Stef. I have to stay here.”
I was beginning to lose my patience. “Trish, this is important. Tell me where you are. I can keep a safe distance.”
She started to reply when all I heard was a bunch of static and crackling like the line was trying to connect.
“Trish!”
Nothing but dial tone. She was gone.
Fuck!
I dialed Xenon, pissed off and worried at the same time. A terrible combination for my Reaper.
“What ya need, pres?”
“Trace the call that just came through on my cell.”
“Sure, right away. You good?”
“I will be,” I answered with a growl. “Once you tell me what location Trish is at.”
“Fuck,” he whispered. “Alright. I’ll be as fast as I can.”
He hung up and I began to pace, my agitation growing with every step.
Tricia Holloway. The only woman who could make me give up any and everything for just five minutes of her attention. It was fuckin’ pathetic.
