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I didn’t need to ask. I could see it on his face. Whatever King was about to tell me, I didn’t want to hear.
“Chase.”
Someone cut the music as brothers moved closer to me, surrounding me. I saw the women walk out of the kitchen, as I whispered, “No. She’s not dead. She’s with Frank getting ice.”
“I’ll gather everyone,” Montana clearly said, snapping his fingers at the men in the room.
“I’ll go find Scribe. We’re gonna need his skills,” Gunner said, running out the door.
“Callum, please don’t say it,” I begged, as a lone tear rolled down my face, my body shaking.
“There was an accident. Both vehicles went over the south side of Rosewood Mountain. Rescue teams are en route, but we’re closer. She’s alive, Chase. So is Frank.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Skylar
Laughing, I enjoyed the crisp, cool air of fall as Frank drove us back up the mountain in my Jeep, regaling me with stories of his time in the military. For such a big quiet man, I found Frank extremely funny and a joy to be around. The man was smart as hell, but no one would think that to look at him.
With several bags of ice in the back seat, I was eager to get back to the reception and Chase. I knew I should have told him I was leaving, but Beth told me she would take care of it. When Frank asked to ride along, I didn’t think anything of it and welcomed the company.
“Are you happy, Skylar?”
Looking at the big teddy bear, I smiled. “Extremely happy.”
“Good,” the big man smirked. “I don’t know if I ever told you, but I deployed once with your dad. I think you were around eight and man, you were all he talked about. Your father adored you, Skylar. You were the light of his life.”
“Thank you for that, Frank. I miss him.”
“We all do, honey. Kevin Hobbs was quite a man. None of us will ever forget him.”
“I think my dad and mom would be happy that Cameron and I are with you and the Sons of Hell.”
“Well, we’re thrilled you are,” he said, looking in the rearview mirror, frowning.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, turning to look out the back window, seeing a car speeding up fast.
“Asshole, driving reckless. Weaving all over the place. These mountain roads are not the place to act stupid.”
Before I could tell him the car was getting closer, the driver stepped on the gas and hit the back of my jeep, jolting me forward in my seat. Reaching for the dash, I quickly righted myself, tightening my seatbelt as the car behind us hit again.
“Shit,” Frank cursed, correcting the Jeep before it spun out.
The second the car rammed my Jeep again, Frank shouted, “Hang on, Skylar!” as the Jeep spun around, clipping the front end of the car. Spinning fast, Frank tried to correct the Jeep and would have if the car didn’t hit the driver’s side of my Jeep, pushing us precariously close to the edge of the mountain.
Instead of slamming on the brakes, the car revved its engine as the driver stepped on the gas.
Screaming, I held onto anything I could get my hands on as the passenger side of my jeep hit the guardrail. Looking out the window, all I saw was a steep decline and rocks as my jeep came to a halting stop. Gasping for air, I couldn’t stop myself from staring down the side of the mountain.
“Frank,” I whispered.
“Don’t move, baby,” Frank said as the car revved its engine one more time, before speeding towards us.
“FRANK!” I screamed as my jeep rolled off the side of the mountain.
“Sky? Come on, baby, wake up,” I heard Frank through my fog and confusion. Opening my eyes, I moaned. “My head hurts.”
“I know, sweetie, but I need you to wake up, ‘cause we have a situation here and I’m going to need your help.”
