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It was thirty minutes to her work. If she was actually just going to grab a tool, she should’ve been back within ninety minutes. There’s no way it would’ve taken longer than that.
“Be more specific, you piece of shit!” I bellowed. “How long?”
He flinched, ducking his head when I shouted in his ear. “Fuck, man! I don’t know! After lunch? I was busy washing the dishes! I didn’t look for a clock!”
“Why not call Gabe?” Gunner murmured. When I swung to look at him, he grimaced. “He went with her. Didn't want her to go by herself.”
Reaper was already dialing the phone by the time he finished his sentence. He waited for a minute before Gabe answered.
“Where is she?”
I didn’t hear Gabe’s reply, but Reaper’s face darkened. “How long has it been since you’ve seen her?” He paused, listening again, before snarling, “We’re on our way. Don’t fucking move.”
When he hung up, he locked eyes with me. “She snuck off after they got to her work. He’s been looking for her, but he said she disappeared.”
My stomach dropped. She ran off. In the fucking city. Where Hammer was probably hiding. Of all the stupid, reckless shit she could’ve done…
* * *
Meeting up with Gabe did absolutely no good. Her truck was still at her work. We had no clue which way she went or where she was headed. I checked her apartment, found her phone smashed on the sidewalk, but she wasn’t inside. It did make me think she was taken, though. She wouldn’t have just smashed the thing and ran without a vehicle or any of her shit.
Tyson didn’t answer his phone either, but the prospect who was with him did. Neither of them had heard from her, but Tyson’s phone was missing, which he hadn’t noticed before.
“When did you last talk to her?”
“Earlier in the afternoon. We text a lot to check in. She was fine, working, the last we messaged each other. I don’t know where the hell my phone went. Things got busy here when my sponsee’s family showed up.”
I didn’t really give a shit, but before I could say anything, Reaper snapped his fingers to get my attention. I hung up on Tyson after telling him I’d keep him updated and moved closer to Reaper.
“What is it?”
“It’s Lewis. He wants to know what happened with the tracker he gave you.”
I frowned. “I put it on Hammer’s bike, but he left it at the warehouse when he tried to blow us up. Why?”
A dark grin crossed his face. “Because it’s fucking moving.”
Drawing in a deep breath, I let it out slowly. That was a good thing. It meant we knew which way Hammer was going, but with how long Sam had been gone, I was terrified of what I’d find when I got there. Hammer had been clear about what he’d do to her if I crossed him.
Hold on, Sam. I’m coming.
CHAPTER 39
SAM
They left me alone to work for the most part, thanks to Chrissie. I knew she only did it for her own benefit, but I couldn’t help being grateful. I could hear her fake moans and screams coming from upstairs. She was a lot braver than I was, doing that with them willingly, so they wouldn’t hurt her. I kept my head down, patching wires around the house as best I could. There were two guys watching me, making sure I did what I was supposed to be doing. An ever present threat of what I had to look forward to if I stopped for even a minute.
I didn’t have my phone on me, so I had no idea how much time had passed. Hours, at the very least. The sun had gone down at one point, and I was forced to work in the dark, the only light coming in from the kitchen after I’d fixed it in there. I didn’t complain, nor was I willing to ask for any help. As long as my mouth was shut and I stayed out of sight, they didn’t pay attention to me. I was going to keep it that way for as long as possible.
I’d finished up the living room outlets, checking them with a lamp to make sure they worked, when Hammer came back downstairs. His eyes narrowed on me and I ducked my head, hoping Chrissie satisfied him enough for him to leave me alone. He dropped himself into a chair, pulling out a cigarette. I could feel his eyes on me as I moved from outlet to outlet, stopping when one didn’t work like I’d hoped.
“Didn’t figure a woman knew anything useful,” he murmured. I didn’t know if he was talking to me or not, and I was too afraid to look at him to find out. I checked the wires again, grimacing when I noticed another chewed part further up. If I had to guess, there were rats in the walls. The only reason I wasn’t panicking completely was because there was something even more terrifying waiting for me if I didn’t deal with it. My hands shook as I put the outlet back on. I’d come back to that later, since I’d need to cut into the wall to reach that specific point. The house we were in was run down and falling apart, but I seriously doubted Hammer would be okay with me cutting holes into the walls.
“Look at me when I’m talkin’ to you,” he growled.
Jerking around, I looked in his direction. I couldn’t make myself look him in the eye, but he didn’t say anything about me staring at his chin. He stood, blowing a puff of smoke into my face when he stopped in front of me. I choked on it, my eyes watering, but I held back my cough. He grabbed my face, forcing me to look up, and grinned when I made eye contact for only a second before my gaze skittered away.
“You’re smart. Croy’s ol’ lady wasn’t smart enough to keep her eyes down. Got herself into trouble because of it. You’re not like her, are you?”
