Page 162 of Saving Her

Buildings and traffic blur as I drive.

I cut corners, overtake on busy streets, and swerve in and out of traffic. I don’t dare to think about what could be happening to Penny until I speed into my driveway, slam on the brakes and launch from the car.

“What the fuck?” I storm toward Hunter and Sarah on the front lawn, the moon’s glow illuminating Sarah’s concern and Hunt’s livid anger. “What did you do?”

“I didn’t do shit. She was fine.” He squares his shoulders as I approach. “One minute she’s in her room, the next the fucking klepto is stealing my keys.”

“Who else have you called? Which way did she go? Have you checked your car’s GPS?” I bark questions at him, my palms sweating.

He raises a brow, his look condescending. “You think I’d have any sort of tracking device on my Chevy with the shit I do on the daily?”

“Fuck.” I pace. “Then what have you done? Who have you spoken to?”

“I rang Deck. He’s freaked. Torian said he’d make some calls. Both are on their way here so you should probably hide. Her brother is going to kill you.”

“Me?” I glare. “I looked after her flawlessly for weeks. Then she spent two seconds with you and decided to run.”

“It wasn’t us she was running from.” Sarah speaks up. “It was you.”

“What the fuck does that mean? What the hell did I do?”

“Who gives a shit?” Hunter asks. “She took my car. My ninety fucking thousand-dollar car.”

I stop pacing and lunge for him, grabbing the front of his shirt. “She’s missing, and all you care about is your fucking car?”

He bares his teeth, his eyes narrowed. “That car is fully customed, asshole.”

“Your face is going to be fully customed soon, motherfucker.” I shove at his chest and back away before I kill him. “Which way did she go?”

“Why don’t you give her a few minutes?” Sarah follows after me. “She might calm down and come home on her own.”

“Calm down from what?”

She cringes. “She was asking questions about where you were. Hunter told her the truth.”

“The truth?” After weeks with minimal headaches, my brain pounds with an energetic migraine. “Whatdid he tell her?”

“That you went out to get laid.”

Her answer hits me like a sucker punch.

Penny knows. She knows, and she ran.

“Forgive me for not being aware it was a huge fucking secret.” Hunter gives me the bird. “A little insight would’ve gone a long way.”

I’m going to kill him. Slowly. Painfully.

“Decker’s here.” Sarah jerks her chin toward the road as a car pulls into the curb.

In seconds, Penny’s brother is running toward us. “Where is she?”

“I don’t know, but I’m going to start searching.” I make for the driveway, unwilling to stand here with my dick in my hand. “Don’t go anywhere.” I shove a finger in Hunter’s direction. “Call me as soon as you hear anything.”

“How come I get stuck here?”

“Because you’ve got no fucking ride, you piece of shit.”

I climb into my car, gun the engine, and start circling blocks. One after another, after another.

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