Page 45 of Beg Me

My phone rings. “Answer,” I say in my helmet quietly, the bluetooth picks up and answers right away.

“Where are you?” Jayce’s voice comes through my helmet.

“I’m in the lot where her light stopped moving. It showsshe is near me. Where are you?” I talk softly trying to make sure no one can hear me as I get off the bike and hide in the shadows of the weird parking lot we are in.

“I’m about 20 minutes away, you fucking flew man. Just wait for me. I have backup coming.” I tense when I hear his words. Fuck.

“No cops, Jayce! We talked about this!” I whisper yell at him.

“No, no, not cops. Joel called me. I told him what’s up, he is sending people. I sent him my location so they can follow me.”

I sigh in relief when I hear it’s the club and not cops coming to help. That would make the whole situation worse. At least if it’s the club we can kill these fuckers instead of them getting arrested and being bailed out by morning.

“Okay, I’m going to look around,” I tell him, popping my head over my bike and trying to see if there is any movement anywhere.

“No, Zander! Wait for us! It isn’t safe! Oli will freak if you get hu…” I hang up on him.

I don’t give a fuck who says no. I’m going to get my fucking girl.

I grab my backpack and pull my two Glocks out. The Glock 42 I put in my sock, my boot holds the barrel and I pull my pant leg over it. Always better to have an extra little guy that the bad guys won’t think about. I pull the slide back checking that it’s chambered and slide the Glock 19 into my waistband. I hate carrying without a holster. It’s uncomfortable and dangerous, but I didn’t plan on shooting people today, so I don’t have it on me.

Rookie mistake, I should always have it on me.

I walk to the closest building, the one where the light looks to be blinking. Making my way around the side, I peek in. I pull the Glock out of my waistband. I wasn’t going to go in hot and heavy. I was going to try to act casual, but these fuckers took her so I should be ready. Plus, the sights are rubbing on my hip and bugging me, so holding it is a better option in general.

I peek my head through a massive hole in the wall where the siding of the building has fallen off. Not seeing anything, no lights, no movement, nothing that would indicate anyone is here.

From across the lot I hear a glass shatter, and then laughing before Oli’s scream pierces through the night. I take off running.

I hear her scream again.

No fucking way. I move my legs faster willing my body to glide through the air.

“I’m coming, demon,” I pant.

Chapter 28

Jayce

Ihave John following me, in his personal car. He owes me after what I did for him. So I know he won’t talk to anyone.

I may have kept that out of the conversation I had with Zander. I knew he would freak out about it. The club is also following. We’re fucking ready for whatever is going to happen. We’ll get our girl back tonight.

We pull up to the dilapidated warehouses Zander told us about. I see him running through the lot.

“Way to keep yourself hidden,” I mutter slamming on the brakes and jumping out of the car.

I unholster my Glock 17. It’s my duty gun and it has gottenme through a lot of shit. I trust it to get me through a lot more shit too.

“What happened?” I shout at him following him. He doesn’t slow down, doesn’t turn to look at me. He just runs, faster than I’ve ever seen him move.

“I heard her scream. Twice,” he shouts back.

Fuck, I run as fast as I can following him. My gun is heavy in my hand, ready to work.

We run up to the edge of the building and I pull him by the back of his hoodie. He turns and swings his fist at me, I duck barely missing his painful blow.

“We run in there without knowing what’s happening, and none of us walk out!” I whisper shout at him as I hold onto his hoodie still. He jerks out of my hold.

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