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“He took her out the back,” the clerk cries, nodding at the back door.
Frantic, I run out into the alley behind the building. I spin in a fast circle and see nothing. Going into full SEAL mode, I search the area for any clues. I look at the ground, and my blood runs cold.
Several blood splatters are on the pavement. If the fucker harmed one hair on her head, I will kill him.
I yank my phone out and call Chase. He answers immediately. “Chase, he has her. I need visual from traffic cams around Bellezza in Bianco Bridal Boutique. Check for his car or any odd vehicles fleeing from the site. And I need an ambulance, stat.” I rush back into the store and make quick work of releasing the clerk before running back to Tiny Tony.
He moans on the ground, and I rush to his side. “Easy, Tony. I got you. Help is on the way.”
“It’s him,” Tony mumbles in pain.
“I know it’s Jacob.” I grab a dress from the rack and rip it to wrap around Tony’s head.
He moans. “No, the other guy.”
“Who?” I ask.Is he concussed?
“The guy I confronted the first time I brought Jo here.”
My heart sinks. “The man with the California plates?”
“Yes,” he cries.
I call Chase and put him on speaker. “I need you to listen to Tony.” I put the cell near his face.
“Black minivan. Older model. California license plate—6TRJ547,” he grits out. “It’s what he drove last time I saw him.”
“Got it,” Chase says. “I’m not picking up any van on street surveillance footage; he must be staying off main streets.”
For fuck’s sake.“Track her phone; she still has the app.”Please, please, please baby. Please have it on you.
“Tracking now. I’ve got visual confirmation on her app. They got onto Interstate 25 heading south. Surveillance footage from an entry ramp onto the highway shows it’s the black van.”
Thank God!“I want Reaper and Brass to head south now. Have Gauge get in touch with Luke at the station. Tell them we have an abduction. Get Punk and his team to come in from the north to try to cut them off.”
“Done,” Chase answers quickly. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to go save my pixie.” I end the call.
“Ambulance is here,” the clerk informs me in tears.
I jump to my feet and hold the door open for the paramedics before running out to my SUV.
* * *
Josephine
My stomach roils as Jacob’s hands and lips crawl over my body. I shake my head fretfully when I feel him pull the hem of the dress up till it’s bunched around my waist.
“I’ve missed your sweet little body,” he croons into my ear and nibbles on the lobe. I yank my head away in disgust. He fists my hair in his free hand, yanking on my scalp till I’m crying out against the tape in pain.
“Why are you fighting me? Has the fucking dirty bastard gotten into your head?” he growls before taking his other hand to rub against the placket of my panties. I weep and plead with my eyes for him to stop.
“Has he touched you? Has he spread his disease all over you like the parasite he is?” he snarls, ripping my panties from my body. I scream against the tape and try to buck him from my body.
“Hey, man, not cool. You said you weren’t going to hurt her. It’s the only reason I agreed to take this job and your money,” the driver says angrily over his shoulder.
My head swings to the man, and I scream through the tape, praying he has some sort of conscience and won’t allow Jacob to molest me. The guy looks back over his shoulder, and his eyes actually look remorseful.
