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Jett cracks a small one of his own, “Yeah, I thought the same thing right after she told me she had given it to me. Then she fucked me, saying she would miss it and was taking one for the road.”
“Oh man, her ass is in so much trouble...”
“You’re telling me! I’m going to...”
I cut him off, “No, seriously. The stalker has her now, and she’s in trouble. He’s already sent the first video.”
Jett looks from me to Fynn, grabs his phone, and watches the same video that was also sent to him. I take this time to study Fynn because he’s been pretty quiet, and I can sense the rage building inside him. I believe our fucked-up friend has finally found a female he likes enough to keep around for a while, and now she’s been taken from him. This is not going to end well with the fucker who took her from us.
“FUCK!” Jett whips his phone across the room, and I watch it break into pieces.
“Calm the fuck down, man! We will get her back; we just have to trace her steps,” I say.
“Oh, because that’s going to be fucking easy when we don’t know when she left or how!” Fynn glares.
“Come on, guys. Use your fucking heads; don’t fall apart on me now,” I scold them both. They are known to act first, and I always have to bring them back a few steps.
“Jett, you go back and watch the security footage to find out when exactly Catalina left, what she was wearing, and which direction she went in,” I wait for his nod before turning to Fynn, “Call her friend Dani and see if she’s heard from her at all and then call your father and let him know what’s going on. I’ll call mine and Mr. Scott. They better fucking come clean! The sooner we know what this piece of shit wants, the sooner we will get her back.
“What if we don’t?” Jett says, his voice dangerously low.
“We will tear this fucking town apart until we find her,” Fynn growls, “And then I’m going to torture that motherfucker for days before giving him an agonizing death!” He pulls his phone from his pocket and leaves the room to make his calls.
“They have her,” thoseare the first three words that come out of my mouth when my father answers his phone.
“Well, hello to you too, kid,” he fucking chuckles.
“This isn’t the time for fucking jokes! Get your dick out of Ashlee Scott and listen to what I say!” I yell through the phone.
“Watch your tone, Oakley, and mind your fucking business where my sex life is concerned.”
“Well, your only sex life should be with Mom, but I guess that’s not happening.” I don’t care how disrespectful I’m being. I need to get Kitty Cat back, and our fathers are the ones who know how to do it.
“What the hell is your problem?” my father sneers over the phone.
“Whoever the fuck you pissed off is our fucking problem! They have Catalina! Now, are you going to tell me what the fuck you guys did to warrant these threats?”
“We didn’t do anything that wasn’t expected of us. I don’t know who this is that is sending the letters, so I can’t help you.”
I stand here, stunned momentarily, at hearing what is coming from my father’s mouth, “You piece of shit! They are cutting her up, Dad! Each day we don’t give them what they want, they will cut her more!”
“Well, then, I suggest you figure it out. This is a good test to see if you can hack it in life, Son,” my father sounds unaffected by this.
“THIS ISN’T A FUCKING GAME! Un-fucking-believable...” I end the call, still trying to grasp my father’s words.
My phone rings, and I see my father’s name pop up, so I ignore it and instead call Mr. Scott. Unfortunately, it goes to voicemail, and I leave him a message to call me back, that it’s about Catalina. I walk out of Jett’s room and run into Fynn.
“Dani said that Little Saint texted her last night asking where she was staying and that she was heading over there, but she never showed up. Dani has been trying to call her since but keeps getting her voicemail.”
“Did you talk to your dad?” I ask.
He shakes his head, “His phone transferred to his office phone, and his receptionist said that he had an early morning meeting that will probably take all morning.”
“What the fuck? I doubt Jett will call his dad, so it looks like we are on our own,” I tell him.
“Did you find anything while researching last night?” he asks.
“Actually, I think I may have. However, it was so late, I was going to take another look at it today in case I was imagining some of it.”
