Chapter 23
Bones
“Where the fuck is she?”
The loud shout has me spilling my drink. The fuck. I turn my head, and Pritchard is standing in the middle of the room. Fuming.
“You!” He points at me. “Where the fuck is my daughter? I know you have her.”
I place my glass down, trying to get a grip on my nerves.
“What the hell are you doing coming into my club and accusing one of my men?” King turns a snarl on the man.
“Bones has been in my sight all fucking day, and as you can see, your daughter is not here. But based on you acting like a tyrant, I wouldn’t blame her if she came running to him to escape your ass.
Now, why don’t you turn around and walk back out the door. You’re not welcome here.”
“Well, if she’s not here, then where the fuck is she?”
“None of us know. Now leave,” King grits tightly.
“When did you last see her?” I ask. I don’t like the nervous look in his eyes. He’s terrified.
“This morning. I sent her to school with her new guards. They said they dropped her off, but she never came out this afternoon. Somehow, she got away from them.”
I don’t like knowing there are guys following her around. Men who are clearly incompetent at their job. My guess is she pulled a switch with her friend again. She probably changed outfits and slipped out with the crowd. She is a cunning one.
“Did you try tracking her phone?” I ask.
Pritchard swallows hard. “She no longer has a phone.”
I’m guessing that’s to ensure she doesn’t have any form of communication with me.
“Not fucking smart, Pritchard,” King states. “How the hell is she supposed to call you if there’s an emergency?”
“You should know exactly why I took her phone away.”
As they grit it out, going back and forth with their heated exchange, I pull out my phone and get to tracking Teagan’s phone. After the last incident, I decided to put a permanent watch on it. From what I can see on the app, the girl is at her house.
“Did you try her best friend?”
“No. I…” His voice trails off as he takes out his phone and begins dialing.
He launches right into the girl when she picks up.
You can hear the panic in his voice. “What the fuck do you mean she wasn’t at school today?
” He looks toward me as his face blanches.
“If she shows up at your house, Teagan, can you please call me? I’m worried sick. ”
I immediately pull up the surveillance cameras at his house from this morning, grabbing the footage from the time she usually leaves for school.
As soon as I see the blacked-out SUV pull into Pritchard’s driveway, my hairs rise.
When I see the two men get out, my blood runs cold.
Fear plows into my gut like a wrecking ball, nearly taking me down.
“Prez, you need to see this.”
King storms over and I turn the phone, my hand barely able to hold it steady for him to see the two men on my screen.
“Fuck.” The gritted whisper hits my nerves as his face blanches. “Ripper!” He turns around, shouting to our Enforcer. “Get the men. We need to ride out.”
“What the fuck’s going on?” Pritchard looks like ten years were just shaved off his life.
“What’s going on is that you hired two Venomous Vipers to guard your daughter,” King states.
“I what?”
“Let’s just fucking hope and pray that we can get to her in time.”
I can’t fucking handle those words. If anything happens to her, I will massacre every single one of them. And then… I’ll be joining my girl in heaven.
“But they came from the security company I always use.”
Another piece of information that the bastards probably found out. I knew they were just biding their time before they struck.
“When did you last speak to them?” I ask.
“They called me around three thirty to let me know she hadn’t come out. They were going to split up and look for her. I haven’t heard back from them since.”
They did that to throw him off their tail, thinking they were smart, but they may have just proven how fucking stupid those Vipers are.
“Give me the number they used.”
I punch in every number as he reads it out, my chest feeling so fucking tight. When the location shows, I get barreled over with fear. They took her straight to the devil’s lair. Vicious has her. I turn toward King and give him a look, confirming what we both already knew.
“We’ll get her, Bones,” he breathes. “Do you still have that video?”
I have that along with access to every single one of their bank accounts.
“I’ll need to ride with you,” I tell the governor.
“I think Pritchard should stay here,” King states. “Don’t need to put him in harm’s way.”
“It’s his daughter,” I say, looking toward the man who has traded in his anger for fear. His sole purpose for living has been taken by some rabid men. I don’t know how he’s still standing.
King nods. “Fine. But you’re wearing a vest, and you don’t say a fucking word. You are going to keep your mouth shut and let Bones and us handle this.”
For once, Pritchard isn’t putting up a fight where I’m concerned. He agrees, and now it’s in my hands to save my angel.