Chapter 61 Zeth
Zeth
Jacob’s Guards didn’t come running at the sound of their boss’s cries for a reason. They didn’t hear them. In the compound’s courtyard, countless Mercedes, Lamborghinis, and Harleys compete to snarl the loudest in the front courtyard as people burn in from the desert for tonight’s gathering.
Alexis is a cold, limp weight in my arms. The blonde hadn’t wanted us to take her from the kitchen, but a few sharp words from Sloane and the bitch backed off.
We spend a full thirty seconds out in the open, looking for my car.
Michael locates it parked to one side, covered in dust from being exposed to the desert for four days.
I deposit Alexis in the back seat, and Sloane gets in after her, cradling her sister’s head in her lap.
I take the driver’s side, and Michael gets in on the right. Cade stands at the window, eyes searching the crowd of people, looking for a way out. “You’ll need to be quick, bro. I’ll call Jacob’s boys inside, and then we’ll be right behind you.”
I start the engine, revving it like crazy. We’re set to go. Cade holds out his knuckles and I bump fists with him. He’s about to head inside when a piercing scream tears above all of the noise and Alaska comes barreling out of the villa.
The engines drown her out, but one of the guards hears her well enough and signals the others. They charge inside, guns at the ready.
“Better go now, man. We’ll catch up.” Cade thumps the side of the car and runs back inside the villa. We do as he suggests and get the hell out of there.