Chapter 43
SAWYER
I fly through town, hitting a top speed of 100 before I see Reid’s bike up ahead. He’s fast, but my bike’s faster, or I’m just so far gone trying to get to Ivy that I’m reckless. I speed up next to him as we race onto their lane, spinning rocks and gravel as we fly up the long drive to the cul-de-sac. Whipping our bikes into the driveway, I’m off of it and running up her steps before I register anything else, Reid on my heels. Fear like I’ve never felt strangles me. I vaguely hear Dallas pull in fast behind us in his souped-up Audi, but my head’s under water. I race through the house, screaming her name, not finding her anywhere.
“Fuck, where is she, Reid? Where the fuck is she?”
“Breathe man, we’ll find her,” I think Dallas says from behind me.
We run through the house looking for any sign of her but she’s not here.
“Dallas, I can’t do this again. Where is she?”
Dallas grabs me by the shirt and shoves me hard against the wall.
“Get your fucking shit together. She didn’t leave you! She was taken! Her fucking jeep is still sitting out front. She needs you!”
His words hit their mark. She was taken. Fuck, this isn’t like last time. Her piece of shit ex-boyfriend has her.
Rage.
Fear.
“Over here!” Reid yells and Dallas and I jog over to where he’s standing at the back door that leads to the woods behind her house. He’s holding the thin gold chain with the small lion medallion. The gift I gave her for her birthday. She must have dropped it knowing I’d come looking for her.
“Fuck. The woods. Dallas, call the police, call our brothers.” I’m already out the door, Reid at my side.