Page 81 of Trusting Skulls

I crack my neck from side to side and let my training take over.

“Goddammit Ash!” JD yells as I take off out of the parking lot.

I’m a good hour behind them when I pull into a grove of trees near the location where she’s stopped. I’m so fucking glad I put that tracker in her shoe. I knew tracking her with just her phone wasn’t enough.

JD: Call me.

I need to concentrate. If I lose focus, there’s a chance I might lose her. That will not happen. For now, I have to ignore him.

When I don’t call, he sends another message.

JD: We broke into her parent’s house and checked their cameras. Graham Dolan has her.

No shit.

Jackson: Call me you little fuck face.

I groan quietly, knowing I have no choice but to answer him.

“Where you at?” he asks as soon as he gets me on the phone.

“Don’t know.” I duck behind a tree and unzip my pants to piss. If I have to take time to answer the Prez, I’m going to use it to relieve myself.

He laughs and not happily.

“I’ll drop my location. I’ve just caught up to them,” I tell him.

“You’ve already found her?”

“Yeah.”

“You tagged her?”

“Fuck yeah.”

He chuckles, but I know he understands. He’s probably done the same to my sister. “We’re about sixty miles north of Dirk’s cabin, if I had to guess. It’s remote, but like I said, I’ll drop you a pin.”

“Sounds good. We’ll be right behind you.”

He hangs up, and I have no doubt he’ll have everyone headed this way in a matter of minutes.

I tuck my dick in my pants before opening the app to send him my location when a pain erupts at the back of my skull.

“Fuck,” I hear myself say before my face hits the ground.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Lexie

Irub my head. I’m so confused. How did I end up in Graham’s front seat?

A groan escapes me when I realize I must have fucked up and gotten drunk again.

Eventually, the disappointment in myself begins to fade and my mind clears. Wait a minute. I’m not drunk. Everything comes rushing back with vengeance, and I reach for the door. I don’t care how fast he’s going. I’ll jump out at sixty miles an hour before I let him touch me again. I can’t risk losing my relationship with Ash.

Ash! Oh my god! What must he be thinking?

Fuck. I’m locked in.

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