Page 37 of Ruthless Secrets
“Oh, god!” My stomach clenches with the urge to throw up again.
I need to do something. Every second that passes, the further away Zoe could get, but I’m frozen with fear.
What kind of sick and twisted person would break into someone’s apartment and steal a baby?
Then it hits me.
“Marco…”
It seems a little too coincidental that the night he finds out that he has a child, that very child goes missing. This has the De Lucas written all over it.
If they think they can scare me, then they’re wrong.
When it comes to my baby, I will stop at nothing to get her back.
I get to my feet and pull my phone out of my pocket and go to dial 911, but then I stop.
If Marco is behind this and I get the police involved, it will likely not end well. Besides, a lot of officers have recently been found to be on the payroll of many of these crime gangs, so they wouldn’t be on my side anyway.
I need to take a different approach.
I open up my contacts and dial Levi’s number instead. As I hold the phone up to my ear, my entire body trembles with fear as it starts to ring.
“Hello?”
“Levi? I-it’s Clara.”
“What can I do for you?”
My throat burns with bile as I fight the urge to throw up again.
“Marco… Is he with you?”
“No, he’s out on business.”
I cover my mouth to try and stifle the sound of my sobs as I try to think through my options. But that’s hard to do when I’m currently standing in front of an empty crib where my daughter should be sleeping.
“Can you give me his number? It’s urgent.”
“I can pass on a message for yo?—”
“Please,Levi, I have to talk to him.”
He huffs. “Fine. I’ll text you his info.”
Before I can say anything else, he hangs up the phone. A few painful seconds later, I get a text through with Marco’s number, and I quickly click on it.
With each ring, my panic turns into rage. “Pick up the fucking phone!”
“Who is th?—”
“Where is she?” I yell down the phone.
“Clara?”
“Where is Zoe? Where have you taken her?”
“What are you talking about? You’re not making any sense.”
