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I’ll fucking burn the world down to find her.
Using my spare key to get inside Everleigh’s car, Bryan and I frantically searched it, but found nothing. No clues at alas l to what may have happened.
Her purse sits on the floor where she left it. She only brought her keys, phone, coffee, and pastries inside my building when she came to see me.
The sound of a vehicle flying through the parking lot draws our attention. As it stops on the other side of Everleigh’s car, Savannah moves quickly, removing her seat belt and throwing the door open. She doesn’t even bother turning her vehicle off.
Running over to us, her face is white as a sheet, eyes wide and panicked as she locks eyes with me. I watch the last bit of hope drain from her blue eyes. Her hands clamped over her face as tears well inside them. She shakes her head back and forth, in disbelief that this is happening.
I feel the same fucking way.
“Okay, here.” Bryan thrusts his phone in front of my face. “She’s walking out of the building.”
My attention immediately shifts to his phone. Savannah grabs Bryan’s arm and from the other side of him, looks at his phone. A white van is parked a few rows behind her car. Everleigh is looking at her phone as she walks across the parking lot to her car.
There is no one around, other than her and the van that steadily creeps closer. Everleigh’s attention is on her phone, not paying attention to it.
As she gets to her car door, my heart pounds so hard in my chest that I feel faint. She unlocks her car door, the van stops behind her car. A guy with a hoodie pulled tightly around his face jumps out, running over to her. Before she can react, his hand is over her mouth and he shoves something into the side of her neck. She flails against him for a few seconds, her phone slipping from her hand, crashing to the asphalt. As she loses consciousness, he scoops her up, throws her in the van, then grabs her phone, running to the driver’s side and hoping in. Slamming the door shut, the van shoots out around our cars, then does a U-Turn.
The last view is of the van barreling out of the lot, then making a right onto the street.
Savannah screams, her hands pressed against her chest, tears coursing down her face. Bryan turns, grabbing her as she sinks to the asphalt, yelling, “No, No, Nooooo!”
Adrenaline floods my system and my hands clenched into fists, watching Savannah break down without really seeing it.
Before anyone can react, I run around Everleigh’s car, heading to mine. I hear Bryan call my name as I unlock the door, but I don’t slow my movements. My thoughts are singular and I want only one thing—to get Everleigh back.
Sliding behind the steering wheel, I start my car, not even bothering with my seatbelt. Putting it in gear, I stomp on the accelerator, barreling out of the parking spot. My tires squeal as I do a U-turn and fly out of the parking lot.
I know the street where her tracker showed she was. I saw the white van in the video, and I have an estimated height of the asshole who grabbed her. He was wearing a dark sweatshirt and jeans.
Red hot rage floods my veins like lava erupting from a volcano. There’s a pounding in my ears like the drums at a concert as my breathing escalates. If I looked in my rearview mirror, I suspect I resemble a fire-breathing dragon.
Bloodlust courses through my body, making my hands shake. I shift, gaining more speed as I whip in and out of lanes, the desire to get to her ruling all my senses right now. As my eyes shift around the landscape surrounding me, I see blood flowing over the streets and sidewalks, dripping from trees and plant leaves, covering the entire town. The thirst for blood is so intense it nearly chokes me, burning my throat, as I imagine all the ways that asshole’s blood will slowly flow out of him.
I’m going to torture that fucker until he begs and pleads for death.
And I won’t give it to him.
He’ll suffer until he’s so weak that his body will start to succumb to his injuries.
And only then will I kill him.
nineteen
Everleigh
Mycheekispressedagainst something cold and hard as I slowly open my eyes. As my awareness gradually returns, I blink, taking in the dimly lit room surrounding me. All I see are concrete floors and walls. I slowly raise my head, taking in the little bit lit by the single lightbulb that shines overhead. It looks like it could go out at any time, plunging the entire space into complete darkness.
My breathing stutters as I let out an involuntary gasp.
Dropping my head, my cheek presses against the hard floor. Shivering from the cold that permeates my skin and seeps into my bones, despair washes over me, my body curling tighter into a ball as I lay on my side.
What the hell happened to me? Where am I?
Fighting the heaviness draped over my body like a weighted blanket, I force myself to try to move. I need to sit up and clear my head, figuring out how I can escape this cold dungeon.
Looking down at my body, ropes bind my wrists and ankles. Emitting a frustrated groan, I struggle against them, but all I manage to do is make them cut deeper into my skin. The pain burns through me, but I continue to work at them, hoping I can loosen them slightly.
