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I reach out and brush my fingers down her leg as I try to call Elijah again, but the signal is jammed. That’s why they got so close, so they could stop us from calling for help. “It’s okay, Wyn. We’re going to be okay. It’s not your fault. Just focus on breathing and hopefully Tommy will be here soon.”
“I did this. This is my fault.” Tears drip down her cheeks and there’s nothing I can do to bring her comfort. She’s past that point now, and all I can do is hold on to her leg to remind her I’m here.
“I need you to listen to me, Wynter. If we are taken, I want you to do everything you can to get away. I need you and my niece or nephew safe.”
“Niece,” she whispers.
“What?”
“We found out yesterday. Everett was right, we’re having a girl.”
I squeeze my eyes shut to push the tears down. I can’t allow myself to lose my composure, not when Wynter must be so terrified. She has another life to protect, not just her own.
“Congratulations,” I whisper.
“I’m not going to leave you, Snow.”
“Yes, you are. If you get the chance, you’re going to run. I will not allow my niece to become collateral damage in this war.”
Before she can respond, the car jolts forward again, a loud crash radiating through the cab. They’re getting more and more aggressive because we’re coming up on the highway. Once we get on it there’s nothing they can do without witnesses, and something tells me an organization like the one coming for us doesn’t want any of those.
I lean forward and tug the glove box open, thanking every god that may or may not exist when I find a loaded pistol. “How far from the highway are we?”
“One minute.” Wynter glances into the rearview mirror. “Hold on.”
Before I can sit back in my seat, the car jolts forward and pain radiates through my temple the moment it hits the dashboard. Black stars dance in my vision as my head falls to the side and Wynter’s terror-filled eyes meet mine.
Despite her best efforts, she loses control of the car and the sound of screeching rubber is the last thing I hear before the darkness drags me under. I thought I knew what fear was, but the idea that my sister and niece could be harmed has dread eating at me even as I lose consciousness.
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Elijah
The moment the line goes dead, Storm and I look at each other, the dread on his face mirroring the emotion raging through my veins. This can’t be happening.
“Get them back on the phone,” he snaps.
I dial Snow’s number again, but it goes straight to voice mail. “They’ve jammed the signal.”
“Fuck!” he roars.
I’ve already had my freak out, it’s only fair I give him a few moments to do the same. I try Snow a few more times, but to no avail. I sigh and scroll down to my cousin. He needs to know what’s going on, even if he is going to lose his fucking mind as soon as he hears his woman and child are in danger.
“Elijah,” he greets me.
“Why do you sound out of breath?” I ask. It doesn’t matter, but it’s distracting me from the panic clawing in my chest.
“Rayne and I were working out, what’s up?”
I let out a long breath. “I need you to not freak out until I finish talking.”
Silence greets me on the other end of the line before he finally replies, “Elijah, what the fuck is going on?”
“Wynter decided the only way to get Snow out of her funk was to bring her here—”
“She did what?” he growls.
“There’s more. On their way here, they were followed, and we’ve just lost contact with them.” I could sugarcoat it, but what good would that do us at this point? He needs to know his woman is in danger, and that we have no way to contact them, and there’s no way to break the brunt of that hit.
