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"Yes, well now that we know no one is coming for us I guess getting out of here is all we need to worry about now."
"Yes, it is. Are..."
"Oh, he's not talking to you, honey." I heard a familiar female voice say from beside me.
CHAPTER
33
Archer
Arriving at the café, I spotted Gage, McKenzie, and Detective Hamilton huddled together outside as we pulled up. Turning to open my door and get out, I felt a hand wrap around my elbow, stopping me from exiting the SUV. "We're going to get her back, man. Just believe in that, okay?" Slade tried to assure me, before patting my shoulder.
"I'm trying man, but I'm holding on by just a thread. If I don't get that woman back... I-I don't know what I will do honestly, because if anything happens to her it will destroy me."
Hearing a throat clear, I turned to see both Dalton and Riker looking at me with understanding in their eyes. "No man,orwoman left behind, Jennings. Words we live by. We. Will. Get her back," Dalton stated with sureness in his tone, and I thanked God right then and there for these brothers of mine who had never let me down since the day we met.
I nodded my head as I got out of the SUV and headed over to meet up with the others. "Any new information yet?" Just as I had asked Gage the question, my phone went off, and I was hoping it would be Wolfe with something for us. Stepping away, I answered. "Jennings here."
"Hey, it's Kurt. I found Jared’s car from the GPS tracker. It's over here on South York Street, but it's empty. I've checked every building in close proximity of the vehicle and found nothing. But now I'm going to start checking further out, so I just wanted to keep you updated on my findings and see if we can get Hamilton to send over someone to run prints on the vehicle."
"Thanks man, I'm on it now." Hanging up my phone, I re-entered the conversation with the others. Everyone turned around as I walked up and address the Detective. "Wolfe found Jared’s car over on South York Street, but no Jared, Sloane, or Logan in or around it. He's checking further out. Can you send someone over to check the car for Sloane, and Logan’s prints on it?"
"Yes, let me just make a call," the Detective said as he stepped away.
I redirected my attention to Gage, who looked like someone just killed his dog. Placing a hand on his shoulder, I assured him. "I don't blame you man; it could have happened to the best of us. Hell, it has, so stop looking at me like your dog just died and help me get my woman back."
"Thanks Archer, but this shit happened on my watch, so I still hold myself responsible. Should have gotten back in there faster. If I had then she'd still be here."
"It's my fault, Archer." Following the direction of the voice, I saw McKenzie approaching us. "This is all my fault, I distracted Gage. I should have waited until he was done with his work to talk to him. Heck, I should have just stayed inside, then she would still be here." She finished, her eyes tearing up.
Gage seeing her so upset, quickly took her in his arms to soothe her. "Not your fault babe, who knows, you could have gotten hurt, too. As much as of a selfish prick I sound like for saying this, I'm glad you weren't in there."
"Gage!" She said, leaning back, looking at him with a frown on her face.
"No. He's right McKenzie, you're lucky you were with him, and not hurt. And no, it doesn't make you a selfish prick," I said, looking at Gage. "Because I would be thinking the same fucking thing if I were you right now."
