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Troy

I closed my phone after listening to the beeping for a few seconds. I couldn’t stop her, as much as I attempted to. I was sure she had boarded that plane.

“Well, did you stop her?” Cole said, his eyes darting from the road to me, as he sped in and out of traffic.

“No. Turn around.” I threw my phone in the center console.

“What do you mean no!” Jax leaned into the front, his expression torn with guilt. “Did she board the plane?”

“Yes.” It killed me to say that one word, because it meant Amber was gone, and most likely was gone for good.

Cole eased off the gas a little and slowed back into normal traffic. We were only a block away from the airport, but we were too late.

“She’s gone.” Cole’s words seemed to echo in the car.

“Did she say where?” Tyler asked from the back seat, his concern for her clear. “Did she sound ok?”

“No, she didn’t.” I turned around in my seat and looked Jax in the eye. This was all his fault. “She was a fucking wreck and now, thanks to you, we have no idea where she has gone.”

Jax sat back in his seat. I could see that he was hurting, but he should be. He had driven my sister from our house, from our city!

Turning back around, I glared out the front window. “From now on Jackson, it is only business.” My voice was hard. He had caused this, and, by doing so, he had lost my sister, and all my respect.

Chapter 46

One month later

Jax

I splashed a handful of cold water on my face; I was struggling to wake up. I hadn’t been sleeping since Amber had left. Guilt and regret consumed me. I was finding it harder to get through a day without my thoughts drifting to her.

The ‘should-haves’ began to race through my mind again. I should have stopped her, I should have let her explain. I should have trusted her.

I grabbed my leather vest off the bed. I was craving some action; for anything to happen today that would take my mind off her for a few hours.

The smell of cigarettes was strong in the air when I walked out into the lounge area. Now that parole was over, I could move out of the Shield’s and into the clubhouse. I couldn’t have left quick enough, because the Shield’s didn’t want me there. They blamed me for losing Amber, and they had a right to.

It was my fault she was gone.

“They’re doing that video chat thing with Amber.” Adam yawned from the couch, “Thought I’d let you know.”

Surprisingly, Adam hadn’t changed much since what had happened. He still treated me the same, and, for some unknown reason, was actually pushing me to speak with Amber.

“Of course you did,” I scoffed.

“Yeah, you should go in there,” Adam nodded his head towards the table room.

I could hear the other guys in there making a fuss, but I wasn’t interested, because hearing her voice just pulled at my heart strings, and brought emotions I didn’t want to deal with to the surface.

“I’m going out,” I muttered, storming through the room. Like I said, I needed action, something to take my mind off her. The last thing I wanted to do was hang around here and listen to Amber’s voice.

Hearing her only reminded me that I would never have her.

Troy

“Cole, stop that!” I slapped his hand as he went to re-adjust the laptop camera again. “Or I will fucking break your hand off.”

Cole glared at me and sat back in the chair beside me.

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