Page 44 of Ashes


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“You took something of mine, and I want him returned.You have three hours before everyone you love is taken from you.”

I froze as my heart slammed against my chest.Sarah.She was at school.Fuck!

“I don’t have anyone.Who are you wanting returned,” I replied, putting in the code to unlock the door as my hands trembled.I had to get to Sarah.But I needed his fucking location.

“Yes, you do.He’s about five-eleven, dark hair, dark eyes.You and the rest of that fucking squad of yours took him.You all will wish you’d never touched a hair on his head if he isn’t handed over to me.”

My blood ran cold in my body.The man he wanted was dead.His torture was the one I couldn’t get out of my head.I’d been there.I had witnessed it.I’d listened to his cries.There was no way we could hand him over.All that was left of his body were pieces tossed into the ocean, and by now, they’d been eaten by sharks.

“Where do you want him brought if I find him?”I wasn’t going to fucking find him but I had to figure out where he was.

“The house you still own in Madison,” he drawled slowly.

“I’m five hours away.I need more than three hours.”

“Fine.I’ll make it four.But you need to hurry because I’m real close to that sexy-as-fuck piece of ass you are so fond of.She might decide to go somewhere soon, and I can’t stop what happens when she turns that key in her car.”

The line went dead.

Fucking hell.Oakley’s car.Motherfucker!

Slamming my phone against the wall, I made sure it broke into several pieces, then fell to the floor.There would be a tracer on it.They’d kept me on the phone long enough to set that up.

Jerking the door open to my hidden room, I grabbed two unused burner phones and stuffed one into my pocket, and then I broke into a run as I dialed Blaise Hughes’s cell.

How did I get my daughter, Mom, and Porter safe and get to Oakley in time?FUCK!This could not be happening to me.I hadn’t touched the bastard.I had just been there.

“Jones.”Blaise’s deep voice came over the phone.

How the hell did he know it was me?I was on a damn burner.

“Boss, I have a problem,” I said as I jumped into my truck.

“The same one that Sebastian and King have, I imagine.Who are they threatening?”

They’d called Sebastian and King?Dammit!I had planned to call one of them to go get Oakley.They would be racing to save their own families now.

“My daughter, mom, stepdad, and Oakley Watson.My deceased ex-wife’s—”

“I know who Oakley is.I keep close tabs on the people who get close to the family.Get your daughter.I’ll send Huck to get your mom and stepdad.Meet him back at your house.He’ll stay there as a guard outside.You leave Sarah with them, then get to the airstrip.I’ll have the jet waiting to get you to Georgia.You need to get Oakley safe so they have no leverage over us.”

“But they have a bomb on Oakley’s car.If she starts it—”

“Then, call her and make sure she doesn’t start her goddamn car,” he barked before ending the call.

How was I supposed to tell Oakley anything?She wouldn’t listen to me.After I had sent her home, she probably wouldn’t answer my call.

“FUCK!!!”I roared, gripping the steering wheel as I sped to my daughter’s school.

Twenty-Three

Oakley

I finished drying my hair and plugged in the straightener just as my cell phone rang in the other room.Setting down my brush, I walked into the bedroom to get it.Hamilton’s name lit up the screen.I’d managed to avoid him since Thanksgiving, but I was starting to feel guilty about it.He hadn’t done anything wrong.He was nice to me.He liked me.He wasn’t Wilder, and that counted for a lot since Wilder was a jackass.

I answered my phone.

“Good morning,” I said.

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