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“What’s happening?” I ask.
“Nothing, you’re safe,” Cil promises as Dal looks at Raff, and with a nod, he climbs out. The car locks immediately after he’s gone.
“He shouldn’t go alone!” I exclaim, leaning forward to see Dal approaching the guard. Cil tries to push me back but I ignore him, watching as Dal frowns at something and talks before heading back to the car.
The door opens and Dal grimaces. “You need to see this, boss.”
“Stay,” Raff commands. “First sign of trouble—”
“We get her out of here and fall back to the safe house, we know.” Astro nods, his hands on the wheel.
Raff gives me a searching look before kissing me hard. “Stay,” he commands, and then he gets out as well, meeting Dal around the front of the car. I watch them as they grow more agitated, and I can’t take it anymore.
I know they want to protect me, but there’s a sick feeling in my stomach that I can’t ignore.
I push the door open. Cil reaches for me but I’m faster, and I make it around the hood when I hear them running after me. A hand catches my arm, but I wrench it free and don’t stop until I’m by Raff. He hears me coming and turns to block my view.
“Get back in the car,” he orders. “Now, Miss Harrow.”
“Move.” I meet his eyes. “I said, move.”
He frowns, watching me carefully. “Please get back in the car, baby,” he pleads. “I can handle this.” The guard glances from me to him, but judging by the angry expression on Raff’s face, I know this is bad and I need to know. I won’t be able to let it go.
Whatever has him worried is scaring me shitless.
“Move,” I demand, and he sighs, so I push past him, freezing at the sight before me.
Perched on a boulder next to the gate house is an open cardboard box addressed to me, and nestled inside is a bloody heart with a note stapled to the top.
Until I get yours, here is mine.
FIFTY
Igrab Reign as she turns to throw up and haul her back to the car, turning to Dal and Astro who are the closest. “Stay with her.” I shut the door on her pale, scared face, hating the helplessness I see in her eyes.
I move back to the guard, my nostrils flaring. “Who delivered it and when did it arrive?” I ask once more, my voice cold and laced with fury.
He stands taller. “By unmarked courier, not two hours ago. I have the receipt right here. I already called them, and they said it was dropped off at a shipping center this morning for special delivery. No name, paid in cash, and no cameras.”
“Fuck’s sake,” I hiss.
“Why did you open it?” Cillian questions, glaring at the box.
“Something felt off, and since we are on high alert, I thought I should check all packages. Was I wrong?”
“No, not at all, you did great,” I grumble, imagining if my girl had opened that. I don’t know who this fucking bastard is, but when I find him, he’s dead for putting that look in my girl’s eyes when she was so happy and relaxed.
“Call the police,” I command. “Lock this place down until they get here. I want answers, and I want the cameras online now!” I bark, beyond angry that this sick bastard managed to get this close to my girl again.
“Cil, with me. We check the house.” The guard pales, and I nod. “I trust your skills, but I need to make sure before Miss Harrow goes inside.”
“Of course. I’ll call them right now, and I’ll keep watch on the car.”
“Thanks.” I clap him on the shoulder as the gate opens, and Cil and I head to the house.
We don’t leave a room or corner untouched, but just like I suspected, nothing has been disturbed and there’s no one here. The new security measures are working and this bastard knows it, hence the delivery. He’s playing it smart, and I hate that.
It also means he’s watching. He could have even been waiting and watching when she saw the box, wanting her reaction.
