“Nah, I think you’ll be the perfect bait to get an old rival to come out,” the voice said.
An old rival? They didn’t mean… Aaron, did they?
I had so many questions. The person dragged me back. I tried to fight it, but I was unable to do so. They were just too strong, and since getting pregnant, I always felt exhausted. My body was limp, unable to fight the hands that attacked me.
“Let me…go!” I cried out.
The person dragged me towards the car. I hit the side with a thud and groaned in pain. I looked around in an attempt to correct my vision. However, my whole body felt completely wrecked by the actions taken.
Something pushed against my face. I tried not to breathe it in. I knew exactly what it was. Chloroform. It had to be.
I pushed my face away from there, but the cloth touched the front of my lips. I didn’t want to breathe it in. I refused to, but then, he pushed me against the car. Suddenly, my vision went blank, and I felt my whole body go limp. I couldn’t fight back.
There was no way for me to do so.
The guy laughed. I could barely make out the low chuckle that escaped his lips. All I knew was he was a bad guy, and I couldn’t get out of there.
“How cute. You thought that you could put up a fight. I’m sure Aaron would be proud of you.”
Aaron. How did this guy know Aaron? I wanted to ask questions, but my whole body was numb.
The last of my consciousness fought to stay awake. I couldn’t, though. There was no way to do so. I was…I was unable to fight back.
The last thing I saw were the car doors closing, and them driving off.
I couldn’t fight back. I couldn’t do anything. All I could do was pray that someone could save me from whatever was happening.
Chapter 16: Aaron
“Whatthehellisshe doing?” I asked myself.
This was the third time that I tried to talk to McKenzie, and to ask her what was wrong. She looked terrible walking out of the office, like she was sick or something. But, if she needed a break, she just needed to say the word.
But the look in her eyes screamed something else.
Guilt. Worry. All of the above maybe. I didn’t know what to do about this, other than to just help her as best as I could.
But how could I? She didn’t tell me anything. Ever since the mess with Emily, I couldn’t do a damn thing. I wanted to, but I wasn’t able to process all of this.
I was stuck, unable to help, and a mess at that.
When she didn’t come back from her break, I knew something was amiss. I tried calling her three times to look for her, but they all went to voicemail. I tried texting her twice, but again, no response.
After the eighth call, I sighed. “McKenzie, it’s me. Please contact me. I’m so worried about you.”
I had never felt this way about a person before. Sure, I was worried about Natalie and Emily back when I associated with the bikers, but when it came to McKenzie, this caused me to feel two things: fear and rage.
I feared what might happen to her. The world was a cruel place, and I was worried that McKenzie would get into something. If she did get attacked by something unsavory, I knew what I had to do.
I had to fight for her. That’s where the anger came from. The anger as well that I had no idea what was going on also plagued me and made me feel a frustration I couldn’t explain even if I tried.
I wanted to protect her, to save her, to do all that I could. But right now, I felt weak and helpless, unable to right the wrongs that were there.
I waited for the rest of the day in hopes that maybe she just needed some space. I checked the files and saw she was ahead of the game. That was good.
But where was she?
When she didn’t return to the office, I knew I had to do something. So, I immediately called the police, reporting a missing person. But unfortunately, they didn’t take it seriously, at least not yet.