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“No. What’s this got to do with Sarah? What’s going on? My brother just crashed in there. This isn’t fucking happening right now.”
“It is, Drey. Calm down.” Hunter nodded to Marshal. “Go on.”
“It’s Nicco Abela. Name sound familiar?”
I almost puked. “Nicco?”
My skin puckered with goose bumps and my stomach twisted. Images I’d conjured of the terrible things he’d done to Sarah roared through my mind.
“I can tell you know the name,” Marshal said. “Son of a bitch. Follow me.”
“Bill, can you…stay with Damon?”
He dipped his head. “I got him covered, kid. Go.”
The fear in Bill’s eyes did nothing to ease my fear. He knew about Sarah and what she’d been through, and Nicco was back? Did he take her?
Marshal pointed to a consultation room and we filed in. I hated this damn room. Hated it. I wasn’t sure I could handle any more bad news today.
“Abela was in the hospital with Walker. Got them on video.” Marshal tapped his iPad. “They met up with Sarah.” He turned the screen for me to see.
Sarah, her body tense and hands fisted, faced off with Walker and Nicco in a hallway. A door suddenly opened in front of her, momentarily separating her from them, and she ran.
“On her way out she bumped into me and said she had to go. I didn’t know, Drey. Shit, I didn’t see Walker and this asshat.” Hunter’s hands fisted on top of the table. “If I had, I would have—”
“Done nothing,” Marshal said. “This asshat is wicked connected. He hit the radar when he came into the states. I had no reason to be alerted, of course, because this isn’t my area. A friend freaked when I showed him this video. FBI is on its way. They’d lost track of him in Nebraska.”
“Nicco took her, didn’t he?” My stomach bottomed out. My mind whirled.
“Can’t tell. They left through a side exit. She bolted out the front.”
“She just texted me.” I yanked out my phone.
“Call her,” Marshal said. “Now.”
I pressed send, but the phone rang into oblivion. “Shit!”
“She won’t pick up. She’s probably ditched the phone,” Marshall said. “Give me her number, I’ll hand it over.”
“No. She…she wouldn’t leave.” I stood up, my heart knocking my ribs so hard one was going to crack soon. “She…we were going to get married. We—”
“We’ll get her, D. We’ll get her.” Hunter stood with me. “Marshal. I know this isn’t your department, but—”
“I’ll do everything I can to help.” He rubbed his buzz-cut ginger-topped head and let out a long breath, then concentrated on me. “Drey. Any idea where she’d run to?”
“No. I mean, she came from nowhere. Picked a place on a spinning globe and hitched here. Been living off the grid.”
“She knows how to hide.” Marshal stood and gathered his iPad and phone. “That’s good. She’s been away from Nicco for almost two years. And, from what my friend said, she stole a shitload of money from him, so she has resources.”
“Stole?”
Marshal shrugged. “Wouldn’t you? For the shit he put her through?”
“You know?”
“Not her story specifically. But I know of this prick, Nicco, and what he’s into, so I can imagine.”
I charged Marshal and fisted the front of his shirt. “You have no idea the hell she’s been through. For six fucking years, Marshal. Six! You do everything you can to find this asshole and kill him. You hear me? Or let me. So help me God.”
