Page 88 of Stolen Sun

“Fucking stop! I’ll leave you two alone. Just stop!” He pleads.

Holding a longer knife, I walk up to him.

“She believed I didn’t want her. Because of you.” I pull out one of the blades from his chest and rip his flesh out with it.

“She fell in love and married someone else. Because of you.” Another blade from his stomach. The hole left behind is bigger from the softer flesh and blood pours out of it.

“She was cheated on and widowed. Because of you.” I press the blade against the artery in his neck.

“But you’re together now.” The panic in his voice matches the fear in his eyes.

“That’s right. She’s my wife now. Mine to protect. Tell me. Does Grant know you had his son killed?”

His face changes. The pleas are gone, replaced with disgust. “Of course he knows! Powerful men always choose money over love.”

“Choosing money over love opens you up to being outbid. You can’t trust your allies that way, Conner. Isaiah let me know the minute you dropped the hit on my dad because I could offer him more than money. You see, loyalty is what feeds power.”

“Your dad may be safe now, but you won’t get away with this,” he growls through clenched teeth.

“You of all people know that’s the easy part. I just wish Noel were here to do this herself,” I say as I plunge the blade into his neck, pulling it out again to watch him bleed to death.

Over his gurgling, I hear the alarm system notification on my phone and jump to action. When I reach it, I open the app to see men in my living room. Searching the cameras, I can’t find Noel on any of them.

“Zander! We have to go now!” I run through the building, leaving everything where it sits.

Within minutes, I hear Zander’s voice come through the headset. “What’s going on?”

“Men are at my house! I couldn’t find her on the cameras. We have to get there right fucking now!”

I pull back on the throttle, pushing the bike to its limits, not even checking to see if Zander is behind me. My only thought is getting to her.

We make the twenty minute drive in ten. There aren’t any cars outside when we pull in. I’m certain they didn’t leave on foot.

Opening the app to track her phone, I follow the signal. I pray to the God I don’t deserve that she somehow stayed hidden and really is inside, even though I know better.

The app guides me to her phone on the ground in the bathroom with a broken screen. There’s clothes scattered on the floor from the closet into the bathroom where she must’ve been hiding. It looks like she put up a fight, but the mother fuckers found her and drug her out.

“FUCK!”

Chapter twenty-two

Declan

The sky is pitch black, not even a sliver of moonlight to soften the darkness. Zander steps up behind me, shoving his hands in his pockets. We stand in silence while my rage destroys me from the inside out. I welcome the pounding in my head. If she’s hurting, I want to hurt too. Fuck, I just hope she’s not.

“Isaiah is on his way,” Zander says.

Opening and closing my pocket knife, I turn to look at him.

“Is Leah with him?” I ask.

“No.”

The past several hours have been spent tracking people down. Inside, my house is full of people waiting to be set in motion. I know who took her, but I don’t know where.

It’s going to take manpower to check every property, so I’ve called in every fucking favor I have owed and made promises in exchange for more. I’d sign my soul to the devil right now if he’d just fucking appear.

“Fucking go get her, Zander.”

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