Page 37 of Ringo's Silence

“We need to move fast.” Prez says, standing next to me, looking around at the others. “If it’s her ex or one of his goons, he’s likely still in the area waiting for his chance to get to her.”

Just then, Snake comes running up to us from the cabin. He has his laptop in one hand, the glow of the screen lighting up his face. “I tapped into the club’s cameras around town.” he says, his voice breathless with urgency. “I’ve been tracking an unknown vehicle. It passed by here not too long ago and headed toward the old industrial district.”

“Where is it now?” I asked, my heart racing.

Snake taps a few keys on his laptop, the screen flashing with images from different cameras. “It’s parked at an abandoned building near the edge of town. I just pinpointed the location.”

“The old building next to the towing company?” Prez asks.

“Yes. The one we don’t have cameras inside of.” Snake mentioning the obvious.

Kimmie gasps, clutching my arm. “Do you know if Remmy is there?”

I look at Snake, who nods grimly. “There’s a damn good chance. The vehicle stopped there, and there’s been no movement since. I checked the only camera that’s pointed directly at that building.”

“But you couldn’t see who all got out of the vehicle?” Kimmie’s voice wobbles.

“Sorry. The camera can’t see that far into the parking lot of that building. There’s a gate. All I know is they went in and haven’t come back out.” Snake tells her.

“Let’s go,” I say, my voice hard. I turned to Kimmie, gripping her shoulders. “Stay here with the Prospect. We’ll bring Remmy back.”

She nods, tears brimming in her eyes, but just as I start to pull away, her phone rings. She fumbles to answer it quickly, her hands shaking. “Hello?” she says, her voice trembling.

I watch her face pale as she listens to the voice on the other end. I could hear the faint, chilling sound of a man’s voice; cold, threatening. It has to be her ex although I seriously hate calling him that. The mother fucker is a predator that likes fucking little girls.

It’s time for his ass to get fucked so he can know how it feels. I motion for Kimmie to put the phone on speaker and she does.

“Return to me, Kimmie,” the voice growls through the phone making my nostrils flare, “or I’ll hurt the boy. You know I will. I wonder if he could take everything that you did?”

Kimmie’s eyes fill with absolute terror, and I grab the phone from her hand, holding it to my ear. “If you touch him, you’re a dead man,” I snarl.

There was a pause on the other end, then a low, mocking laugh. “You’re too late. She’s mine, and so is the boy. I’m waiting for you, Kimmie. You have thirty minutes.”

The line goes dead.

I look at Kimmie, her face stricken with fear. “We know where they are.” I tell her gently, trying to keep my voice steady. “We’re going to get him back.”

Without another word, I hand her phone back, then turn to the guys, looking at my Prez who gives me a nod. “Let’s move. We know where to go.”

We mount our bikes, the engines roaring to life as we tear out of the yard and onto the road. Kimmie stands on the porch, watching us disappear into the night. The fear in her eyes will forever be burned into my mind, fueling the inferno in my gut.

We were going to bring Remmy back, and we were going to end this once and for all.

Kimmie

The roar of the bikes fade into the distance, leaving a deafening silence behind them. I stand frozen on the porch, my heart pounds relentlessly in my chest.

Every fiber of her being screams at me to go after them, to make sure my son is safe and to be there for him when they pull him from the clutches of the worst man in the world.

But Ringo had asked me to stay behind, and I know deep down that he is right to ask that I stay here and wait. At least, my head knew it. My heart was another story.

There’s no way that I can just stand here and wait. I needed to be doing something, anything, to bring my boy back to me.

Grabbing my keys from the table inside, I’m about to rush to the car when the sound of a vehicle approaching makes me stop and peep outside in case Hugo pulls a fast one.

A black SUV pulls up the drive, and my heart sinks further in my chest as I think the worst. But as the door opens and Bella, Mina, and Fiona climb out, I feel a wave of both relief and frustration.

“Kimmie!” Bella calls, rushing over to her. “Are you okay?”

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