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I couldn’t bear to lift my head and look at the floor, to examine my vomit for pills and see if I managed to get any out at all because it didn’t matter. I’d done everything I could.
And I’d reached the point where I just fought.
I fought the pounding inside my skull.
I fought the stupid, goddamn drugs and the poison that was slowly seeping into my veins like venom.
I’d done it before.
The fight wasn’t new, but what I was fighting for was.
This was about a life I could have only dreamed of when I was that teen girl praying for a future with a family and friends and a man who gave me the kind of high that no drug ever could.
I had it all.
And I wasn’t about to give it up yet.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
BISHOP
Our heavy footsteps thumped against the tile floor, the sound bouncing off the walls of the hotel lobby. The walls were mirrored and decorated with gold accents and expensive-looking statues, making the small space look bigger than it was.
The girl behind the front desk got to her feet, watching us approach with wide eyes.
Rafe stepped up ahead of me. “We’re looking for Vinc—”
“No,” I cut in, and the receptionist’s gaze drifted between us, a confused frown on her face. “Sarah said he asked her to use a fake name when she set up the reservation.”
“I’m sorry, can I help you with something?” she questioned. She smiled, but I could tell it was forced as the way she clicked her pen revealed her nervousness and anxiety.
I sucked in a long, deep breath, trying to keep calm. “Did a young woman come in here with a well-dressed man? She has reddish hair and may be injured or look extremely uncomfortable with the guy she was with.”
Her eyes widened.
She knew.
I grabbed the edge of the large, glossy, wooden desk in front of us, the top of it falling right at my chest. She fell back into her seat on the opposite side, looking up at me, which didn’t exactly help my efforts not to be intimidating. “Look,” I started, clearing my throat before lowering my voice. “This guy, he took her… snatched her right off the street, and I think he’s going to hurt her. Maybe even kill her.”
I checked security out of the corner of my eye. So far, they hadn’t moved but were watching closely, sizing us up.
“She did have a little bit of blood on her head, but Mr. Vanderbilt brings women in here all the time, and they always leave smiling, so I just thought maybe she’d hurt herself,” she rambled, clutching the pen in her hand tighter. “You really think—”
“If she’s still alive, it won’t be for long. We need to get to her,” I urged, inhaling deeply. “Please.”
I had to hope she could see the truth and the sincerity in what I was saying so that I didn’t have to go room to fucking room in this hotel looking for my Old Lady.
There was no time for that.
There was no time for this!
She sat, staring at the computer screen in front of her and chewing her lip. This was a dilemma for her. She would have to break the rules and risk losing her job to give me what I needed.
“Screw it,” she finally whispered, her hands suddenly moving at lightning speed across the keyboard. “I knew something was wrong when she came in, but I didn’t say anything. I should have said something.”
“This man is dangerous. I don’t blame you for not saying something,” I assured her. “You did the right thing.”
If she’d have said something, he might have run. At least now we knew they were here. And the rest of the club would join us soon.
