40. Davina
40
Davina
A drenaline is the only thing keeping me going. I have to find Charlie. Mason has the GPS location on his phone. I’m still not sure whether to be pissed or grateful that he put the Air Tag on Charlie. Okay, I’m grateful, but he should’ve told me.
Mason starts to slow down and my heart pounds in my chest. We’re almost there. This is almost over. Mason pulls over and kills the engine on his bike. Everyone follows suit.
“Location is two miles that way. We’ll go in on foot so he won’t know we’re coming. We don’t know what we’re walking into. Could be an ambush. He could’ve discovered the Air Tag by now. Be prepared for anything.”
We are prepared. We’ve all donned bulletproof vests, extra ammo, and knives just in case we brought guns to a knife fight.
“Be careful,” he says, cupping my face. “I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t. I love you.”
“I’ve always loved you.”
We start walking, being mindful of our surroundings. We’re out of the city and nothing but woods surround us. Mason urges me closer to Bishop.
“Keep an eye on her. I’m going to go over some details with Hunter.”
Bishop nods and I watch Mason walk away. We keep going, seemingly headed nowhere. This can’t be right.
“How long have we been walking?” Sloan asks, as if reading my mind.
“Too damn long,” Bishop answers. “We should be there by now.”
That’s what I thought. I search for Mason, but my gut tells me he’s gone. I try calling him and I’m a little surprised when he answers.
“Where are you?”
“Putting an end to this. Tell everyone they can stop and go back to the clubhouse. Me and Charlie will be there soon.”