41. Chapter 41
Callahan
I stepped off the porch, unbuttoned my suit jacket as Seamus opened the car door for me. “Back to the office, Seamus.”
“Very good, sir,” he said, closing the door and making his way around to the driver’s seat. Finn slid into the front and Seamus navigated down the long driveway.
As soon as the car pulled onto the main street, I pulled out my phone, sending a text to Rory.
Me: I miss you already. I’ll be home by six to take my babies to dinner.
She didn’t respond, but based on the state I’d left her in, I imagined she was sleeping. I switched over to my emails and began responding to an email from Mario about the final interview I’d left. He liked her and wanted to hire her, and I trusted his judgment. I drafted my email quickly and just as I hit send, the car careened to the side, throwing me across the backseat, my head slamming into the hard plastic on the door. Glass rained down on me as the sound of metal crunching metal made my ears ring.
Finn immediately began yelling into his earpiece. I pushed myself up to see what the feck was going on, but as soon as I did, a sharp pain pierced my bicep. I looked down and immediately yanked a tranquilizer dart out of my arm.
“Finn! I’ve been tranq’d!”
Finn cursed and yelled at Seamus to get us out of there just as we were hit again. The car jerked in a half-circle before being smashed again. This time, we rolled.
I don’t know how many times we rolled, I don’t know how long it was from the time we were first hit until the car settled upside down.
I was dazed, my eyes unfocused, my head swimming from the effects of the drugs. I looked to the front to see Finn, hanging from his seatbelt. His eyes were closed and there was a heavy stream of blood dripping from his forehead. I immediately tried to crawl towards him, pain bursting through my right shoulder and ribs.
Just as I found the pulse in his neck, the back door was ripped open. I groggily slapped my hand at the emergency button on the radio panel and, on the third try, felt the answering vibration in my watch, activating the GPS tracker and letting the rest of my security detail know there was trouble.
Real trouble.
Someone grabbed my ankle and began pulling me out of the vehicle. My head bounced off the floorboard and everything went black.