Page 23 of Escaping the King
“Could she have gone to see Stefan?”
That was good thinking—but I shook my head.“She was pretty fuckin' mad at that bastard.”
Nick agreed with me, “She was.But it's still worth a call over to Stefan and see if he's heard from her.He might have convinced her to come over and talk.”
That didn't sound like something Giselle would do.She'd more than sent Stefan on his way.Not to mention burned the couch that Stefan had fucked the nanny on.
“All right, I want you to hold tight for a bit.Let me work on a few things and make some calls,” Nick asked of me.I wasn't sure I could do that.Even for him.
“I can come over,” I suggested.
“No, don't.I want you to stay there in case she comes home.I'll call you back in the next half-hour.”
Then he hung up without waiting for a reply.
“Fuck!”I shouted into the empty house.
Where the hell was my fiancée?
6
Giselle
“Dada!”Dani cried for the umpteenth time.Maybe more like the hundredth time.
If she grew up having trust issues, I would definitely be to blame for that.When I'd put her in the car last night, she'd looked around for her dada.After asking me, “Where Dada?”I told her we would see him in a little while.
At which point she started to wail.
Loudly.
She'd passed out from sheer exhaustion a few times.But never for very long.
This little girl was definitely a dada's girl.
“Honey, we will find your dada soon, okay?”I tried my best to comfort her.
Needless to say, it didn't work.Not one bit.
If she ever trusted me again, I'd be surprised.
We'd been driving for almost four hours without one stop.
I wasn't sleepy at all.
My ears ached from Dani's screaming.But not as much as my heart hurt.
I wondered if Carlo was still sleeping.Or if he'd woken up shortly after we left.
I purposely ditched my phone.So, I'd never know.
Finding the tracker on my car wasn't too much of a shock.I'd removed it and smashed it into a billion pieces.
I figured if Carlo had my car tracked, he might also have my phone tracked as well.I wasn't overly techy—but I knew enough to get by.
And to hopefully not get caught.
I'd have to ditch my car soon.Something I wasn't looking forward to doing.And I'd have to hide it well.
