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My girl had just been kidnapped. I had to ignore the fact that I felt sick and wanted to vomit. I had to pretend my lungs were still functioning and that I could breathe. I couldn’t pay attention to the awful churning in my gut or the fact that my heart felt like it was pounding in my ears.

Sawyer needed me, and I needed to act.

My eyes darted around the room. None of us said a word, but we all sprang into action and immediately filed out of the private office and toward the exit.

“We’re coming,” I told them. “You need to stay on the phone with me and tell me what’s happening as it does.”

“Oh, man. Jesse, I—”

Avalon stopped herself. That’s when I knew that whatever she was going to say wasn’t going to be good. “What, Avalon? What it is?”

Following a beat of silence, her petrified voice came through the line. “You should have heard the way she screamed,” Avalon said.

My gut clenched.

My girl. My beautiful girl

If something happened to her, I’d never survive it. The thought of Sawyer leaving town had been too much to bear. If she got hurt, or if this guy managed to carry out the task that he’d been ordered to do, there wasn’t a question in my mind that I’d never get over it.

I couldn’t lose her again.

Damon grabbed me by the arm and pulled me toward his truck. I got in, and he did the same as I watched Jagger go with Brixton in Brixton’s vehicle.

Once we pulled out of the lot, I put the phone on speaker and demanded, “Avalon, tell me what happened.”

“Liv and I had just pulled up at The Steel Pub for girls’ night,” she began, her words coming out fast and panicked. “When we pulled in, we saw Sawyer outside helping another girl who seemed to be sick. Liv parked, and when we weren’t even a few feet away from the car, we heard someone yelling for help. We stopped and looked around. That’s when Liv realized some guy had Sawyer. She was fighting against him, but he managed to get her in this van. We decided the best thing to do was to follow them.”

While the thought of Liv and Avalon both getting caught up in this mess wasn’t one I relished, I couldn’t have been more grateful that they’d been there when they were and that they’d decided to take action. There was no telling when I would have found out otherwise that Sawyer was missing. It might have been hours, and without a lead, this whole thing would be even worse than it already felt.

“Did she see you? Does Sawyer know that someone is aware of what happened?” I questioned Avalon.

Liv’s voice came through the line. “He’s taking us north on the highway.”

“Got it,” Damon returned.

“Hey, Damon. I didn’t know you were with Jesse,” Avalon said.

“I am. But, baby, answer Jesse’s question. Did Sawyer see you and Liv?”

Avalon had always been the most talkative employee at Harper Security Ops, so it wasn’t a surprise to me that in such an intense situation, she didn’t think twice about having another conversation that had nothing to do with what was happening right in front of her.

“Right. No. Sawyer didn’t see us, but like I said, she was outside with a girl who had gotten sick,” Avalon shared. “That girl was still there, looking dumbfounded and slightly horrified at the van, when Liv and I drove past her. If nothing else, Sawyer knows that girl is aware she was taken.”

That was both good and bad.

Because if whoever Sawyer had been helping was sick and unaware of what had happened, I wasn’t sure what reassurance that would have given Sawyer. It was likely that my girl was panicking now, believing that nobody who could actually help her knew that she had been taken.

“This guy is driving like a maniac,” Liv announced.

“Where are you?” Damon asked.

“We just passed mile marker forty-five,” Liv answered. “We’re currently in the left lane, so I’m guessing he’s not ready to get off of here just yet.”

Damon and I were about ten miles behind where Liv, Avalon, and Sawyer were.

Assuming this all worked out well, I was going to have to go out of my way to show Avalon and Liv how grateful I was to them for doing this. The duo was a perfect balance. Avalon liked to talk, which meant I was getting all the information I needed about what was happening. And Liv was calm and collected in this situation. She was focused and determined, speaking only when it was critical to the operation.

My mind was racing with what felt like a million thoughts. Was Sawyer hurt? Was she scared? Did she know that I was coming for her?

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