Page 41 of Hit and Run
“Wren,” Zack calls from the front door. He’s standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.
“I’ll be right there,” she says over her shoulder to him. Looking back to me, she gives me a sorrowful look. “Keep me updated, please.”
“I will,” I promise. She jogs up the stairs toward Zack. He lets her pass him and shoots us glares before going inside.
“I don’t like that asshole,” Sketch says.
“Me either,” I agree.
“Do you think he told you everything?”
“Probably not, but we’ll cross that bridge later,” I tell him. “I’ll call you after I talk to Bull.”
“I’ll be here,” he says.
When I get back to the clubhouse, I head straight for Bull’s office. I knock on the door and wait a beat.
“Come in,” Bull shouts.
“Torres has a kid,” I tell him.
“Tech updated me. He’s digging into whatever information he can get on Torres and the kid,” he says.
“The kid’s name is TJ. At least, that’s what he’s been going by with Wren and her boyfriend,” I inform him. “And he has Sienna.”
“Have you claimed her as your Ol’ Lady?”
“No, but I will if that’s what it takes for us to hunt this asshole down and get her back,” I admit. “I wanted her and I to work things out with Wren before talking to her about it, but now that’s too late.”
“You’re not gonna like this, but I’m calling Church for first thing in the morning,” Bull tells me. I clench my jaw so I don’t say something I’ll regret. “Tech is gonna work all night to get any information we need to track her down. We’ll need that information in Church.”
“I understand, Prez. Thank you.” I stand from my chair, turning to walk out of the room.
“Shade,” he calls, stopping me in my tracks. “We will get her back.”
I head to my room, not wanting to face anyone and not wanting to go back to the house. She has stayed with me for almost two weeks and has her things all over my room. On top of that, my bed smells like her and I can’t handle that right now. I shoot Sketch a text.
To Sketch:Church first thing in the morning. You should be here.
I toss my phone on the side table and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
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Sienna
I startle awake,sitting upright quickly. I glance around the room and calm down a fraction. I run through the events of the day in my head. TJ lured me to the mall, kidnapped me, and brought me practically to Mexico, butwhy? On top of kidnapping me, he drugged me. I would imagine he did that so I wouldn’t know exactly where he brought me. The bedroom door opens and I turn to see who it is.
“Hermosa, you’re awake,” TJ says. “How are you feeling?”
“Hungry, but better,” I tell him honestly.
“Good. Rosa made us some dinner. Why don’t you come eat,” he offers.
I nod my head and climb off the bed. TJ holds his hand out to me. I hesitate but end up taking it. I have a feeling it will be beneficial not to piss him off. Walking into the kitchen, my nose is assaulted by spices. My stomach growls at the smell.
“What did she make,” I ask TJ, not seeing Rosa anywhere in the kitchen.
“Chicken enchiladas, some rice, and avocado tomato salad,” he tells me.
