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“It’s him,” I spat.
One of the girls whispered, “It is him. I graduated from LSU and not two days after he drugged me I woke up in a cellar.”
Jordan’s eyes rounded. “Okay,” he said reluctantly. “How can I help?”
Frankie still hadn’t moved, his broad form hunkered down in the corner of the room, his mouth pressed into a thin line.
“Feed them, let them take a bath. I’ll be back—,”
“Maverick,” Frankie said, stepping forward. “You can’t expect to find him alone. Let one of us come along—,”
“Over my dead body are you coming along, Frankie? I’m your guardian and I have to keep you safe.”
Frankie’s fingers curled into fists at his sides. “You’re not the only one that loves Josie, Maverick. Please let me come.”
“If Derek sees me Frankie, I’m dead, do you understand that? Stay here. I’ll call you if I need you.”
Jordan ushered one of the girls into the bathroom. “Give her some clothes of Josie’s,” I said. “Frankie fix some sandwiches or something.”
Frankie nodded but stopped. “Please be careful, and get Josie back.”
I swallowed. “That’s my plan.”
By the fourth abandoned gas station, a panic attack started in my stomach and slithered up my throat. I swallowed down my fear, knowing it would hinder any rational thought I could make out of this.
How can I find her?
Swerving in the middle of the street, I started back toward campus. Nighttime crawled closer, and the only guidance the campus gave were random streetlights. I knew he didn’t have them at the school, but I could break into the administration building and find his file.
I slammed my fist against the wheel, knowing I couldn’t hack into any computer with everything computerized nowadays, I’d break in and get caught to no avail.
The campus police's go-cart passed me on my way toward the building when I noticed someone exiting the art building. The figure almost skipped across the parking lot and toward the quad. Call it intuition or a gut feeling, but I swerved into the parking lot and jumped out to follow it.
It was eleven at night, who would have access to a school building and why would they walk alone? Once I got close enough, I realized it was a girl by the way she walked and her figure. It piqued my interest even more when she began to dig something out of her bag and turned toward the alley where I’d caught Josie after the art contest.
Stopping by the edge, I looked around as she walked toward the same alcove and met someone. “Do you have it?” he asked.
“Of course I have it, why would I be here at eleven at night? Take it. Any word from him?”
“No.”
“Did you get her?”
“Of course. Now he can get off our backs, he has what he’s been looking for.”
The girl’s laugh sent shivers down my spine, because one, it sounded familiar, and two, it sounded carefree. Headlights from the teacher’s parking lot at the other end brightened the alley, giving me a glance at the back of her body.
If the long plaid skirt didn’t draw my attention and stand my hair on end, the brightly colored hair knocked the breath out of me. I knew that hair anywhere, almost as much as I knew that football jersey.
“We better go. I have to meet him to bring the food. He wants her fed before he ships her off. I don’t know why he shows her so much interest anyway,” India said.
King snorted. “Jealous?”
“Right,” she said sarcastically. “I’m jealous she’ll be, only God knows where, by tomorrow, being screwed by some rich, old guy that has a thing for Asians. I think you’re sad,” she said with a chuckle.
King pushed something into his pocket and cracked his neck. “Nah, but I bet Maverick is going to cry himself to sleep over it. Stupid prick—I could have had a piece.”
India sighed deeply. “He’ll get over it. My roommate is still pining over him. He has tons of options.”
