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“The car. We were able to find it using registration plate recognition. Once you entered the city, it was even easier. CCTV may be the bane of our existence, but in this instance, it served its purpose. I wanted to go in straight away and pull you out of there, but I had to bide my time. We’ve been watching the clubhouse, waiting for the moment you would stick your head out. Granted, I didn’t expect to wait as long as we did, but I’ve always been a patient man. We followed you to the hospital, waited for you to come out, and then we trailed you to that quiet little side street.”
While we were in that exam room, watching our baby on the screen, experiencing an incredible battery of emotions, our fate had been sealed.
Two prospects dead, and Beau…
I don’t want to think about it, but in my heart, I know he’s gone. “If you ever cared for me, I’m begging you, please let me go.”
He stares at me for so long that I begin to wonder if he has lost his mind. Then he presses a kiss to my cheek. It’s so soft, so gentle, and completely at odds with our situation.
“I can’t let you go. I’m never ever letting you go again, and once I’ve taken care of this problem,” he gestures towards my stomach, “I’ll give you a baby. One that has my blood in its veins.”
When he steps back, my vision warps at the edges, fear and panic clouding everything. “What do you mean take care of this problem?”
He presses his hand against my stomach, but there is nothing warm about how he does it. “I can’t allow you to have that cunt’s baby. And I know what I have to do may break you, but I swear, I’ll put you back together again, Skye-bug. You will be one of us again.”
What the fuck does that mean?
A new fear engulfs me as dark thoughts swirl around my brain. What is he going to do to me and my baby?
He steps back, his gaze locked to mine.
“One of you how?” When he doesn’t answer, I rattle the hook, ignoring the burn in my shoulders. “Tommy!”
He presses his hand harder into my gut, and I suck in a breath at how uncomfortable it feels. “I don’t want you to worry. As always, I’ll take care of everything.”
He walks away, the door clanging as it shuts behind him. For a moment, all I can focus on is trying to get oxygen into my lungs, and once I’ve done that, I start to scream.
CHAPTER23
SKYE
There is a deep-seated ache in my stomach as time crawls by. I have no idea how long I’ve been hanging from this hook, but every inch of my chest, neck, shoulders, and arms has become numb. At first, I was grateful the pain was dampened down, but now, I’m starting to think it might not be a good sign.
I shiver against the cold, the frigid air seeping into my bones, battling past the defences of my clothes. No one has come into the room since Tommy left, and the fear that they’ve gone and I’m alone terrifies me almost as much as them coming back.
Exhaustion causes my eyes to slide shut for a brief second. The sensation of falling has them snapping open again as I jolt against my bindings. I can’t sleep, not yet. I have to find a way out of this, even though part of me wants to give up.
Hopelessness settled over me once the anger and desperation left. No one is coming to save me. Beau is dead—I have convinced myself of that fact—and Tommy has clearly split from my father. The way he was talking suggests there is some kind of internal war happening within the Pioneers and that Tommy and my father are on opposite sides.
I wonder if that’s why my father never came for me.How long has Tommy been against him?
I let go of those thoughts. I don’t care about the politics between them, but once again, I find myself a pawn in a game I’m not playing.
I think about my child, wondering what they will look like. Wondering if I will ever see them. Scarlett wants me dead, she makes no secret of it, but I wonder if she realises she hasn’t won this game.
Tommy kissed her. He held her as if they were together, but the more that scene plays in my head, the more I see he is using her. I’m not sure why, but his desire to give me his baby instead does not sound like the words of a man in love with someone else. The way he had stopped her from hitting me again, I have to believe he cares about me.
And that gives me renewed hope. If he still cares, there is a chance to reach him. There is a chance I can save us both.
I roll my head towards the windows. There’s so much dirt covering them, it occludes the light from fully streaming in. They are fitted into the frames, with no way to open them.
No way out.
The door is my only option, but first, I have to get off this fucking hook. I try to roll onto the very tip of my toes, giving myself a little extra height, but I can’t lift my tied hands off it.
I knew this because I’d already tried. As soon as Tommy left the room, I attempted to get free, but I’m too short and my body is too weakened from my position to lift myself as I need to.
I start to hum under my breath, needing something to focus on, and it sounds eerie as it bounces around the walls and high ceiling.
