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“I’m coming for you,” I mouthed, staring into the camera.
Then I turned away and stepped out of the ruined office before climbing back into the car and shoving the vehicle into reverse. I tried not to look at the blood on my hand as I drove, swiping it on my cargos instead.
I followed the GPS to the address on the bill. But the moment I turned into the area where it led me, anger burst out. “FUCK!”
It wasn’t a goddamn subdivision. It was industrial, with towering fences and old, darkened warehouses. It was nothing…NOTHING! I punched the steering wheel as I turned down the dead-end street. The GPS marker flashed red as my headlights splashed against an old, faded sign: Hazard – Keep Out.
The towering old gate was padlocked. But the track was well worn, leading through the entrance to some kind of building at the back. Whatever this place was, it was well used…
Just not tonight.
I turned the car around and headed back. It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t anywhere near enough. Not enough blood on my hands, or enough answers. That gaping hole in my chest only ached deeper. I wanted my son back…I wanted Colt.
I pushed the four-wheel drive harder, then harder still, until all I heard was the roar of the engine and the thunder in my ears.
WHY! Vivienne’s screams resounded in my head.
But it wasn’t her face I saw…
It was Colt’s at ten years old as I carried him out of that place. That fucking place…
Those fucking bastards.
I wrenched the wheel, skidding the vehicle sideways, and overcorrected. The lights spun as the rear of the vehicle whipped around, coming to a stop with a bang against the curb. Headlights of cars were visible in the distance, but they weren’t near…
They weren’t…
I sucked in the cold air, trying to still the booming of my heart.
My phone came alive, the screen illuminating as it became active. “Jesus fucking Christ,” I moaned, and reached for it with trembling hands.
Benjamin Rossi.
I scowled, then hit the answer icon. “Rossi, a little late for—”
“Is it you?”
I clenched my jaw. “Is what me?”
“Don’t fucking play with me, St. James. Someone’s after Ryth and the boys. So, I’m going to ask again…is it you?”
My guts clenched. “No, it’s not me.”
“Then it’s someone. There’s word on the street a team has gone after them. You’re telling me you know nothing?”
“That’s right,” I answered. Now I thought of Vivienne…and her face when I had to tell her…that her sister was dead. “Can you intercept?”
“I have Freddy and the guys on it, but they may already be too late. Lazarus is calling Tobias now. Let’s hope they’re as ruthless as they were before.”
I lifted my gaze as I sat sideways against the edge of the gutter to stare at the glow of the amber lights. “Yes, let’s hope. Will you keep me updated if you hear anything else?”
“Yeah.”
I fixed on the building in front of me…the towering chapel and bell tower of the old sandstone church. “I appreciate it.”
“When I find out who it is…”
“It doesn’t matter,” I answered. “Take them out,” I snarled. “Take them all fucking out. Leave no one behind. Make them fucking know, they go after Ryth, or Vivienne…or any of these goddamn Daughters, there will be consequences.”
