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But Kristen Miller wouldn’t think I was a hero. I’d saved her life, but Cullen had already had her for hours.
I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to get a lock on my emotions.
Maybe I should try and follow Macy’s advice, and focus on the positive. The job was over. I could get home to my girls.
Shit. I stopped just a few feet from my truck. My girls. Daisy and Macy. I liked that. I wanted that.
Permanently.
I’d get Macy safe from Warner, then I’d convince her to stay. That even when I annoyed and pissed her off, I could make her happy.
My chest ached. Damn, was this what love felt like? Kind of like heartburn?
I knew the love of family—I felt that for my brothers. And I knew the protective love of a parent. I’d die for Daisy.
But what I felt for Macy was mixed up with desire, need, and…fuck, vulnerability.
I didn’t do vulnerability well. Usually, I did everything I couldnotto feel vulnerable.
When I reached my SUV, I saw paper fluttering under the wiper blade.
Damn. I scanned around. There was no one nearby. I hoped to hell it was fan mail, but I guessed it wasn’t. This had Warner all over it.
I pulled it free. It was a printout of photos and when I saw the content, my gut locked. Anger gripped my throat like a clawed hand.
They were ugly, fucked-up pictures of a woman tied up and splattered with blood.
Macy.
No. I breathed through my nose, my chest heaving. It wasn’t Macy. I could tell at a glance that her head had been photoshopped in. Badly.
Fucking Warner.
The paper scrunched in my hand. He was messing with us. Trying to provoke a reaction. I wanted to say I was above giving him one, but these were sick.
I flipped the paper over. When I read the writing, anger slid through my veins.
I have her.
I want what’s mine.
Always mine.
Macy.Fuck. My pulse took off. I yanked my phone out as I leaped into my SUV. The bastard had Macy.
I dialed her phone. It rang and rang.
“Fuck.” I called Reath as I started the engine.
“Colt. I saw you got Cullen. Well done.”
“Reath, Warner left me a note. He has Macy.” I sped down the street.
“What? No.”
“Call your guard.”
“I’m doing it now. Brother, I have camera feed of her right now. She’s at her desk on a phone call.”
