CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Lake
I smiled as Bridget’s name lit up my phone. It had been a crazy day but things had finally gone quiet. I had been thinking about her all fucking day, which I said as I answered the phone.
“Hey, I was just wondering where you were. I was thinking about you.”
Yeah, I had turned into a sad puppy. And all it took was one fuck. Well, one night of fucking.
Bridget was something unexpected. Amazingly so, that was for sure.
Damn.
I couldn’t get her out of my head.
The way she rode me.
The way she took control.
Hell, the way she looked at me like she wanted me with every fiber of her being.
But all that was quickly tucked away as her faint voice filtered through my speaker.
Guns?
Six guys?
Holy fuck!
She was in trouble and I didn’t even think as I got to my feet. I was in Cable’s room before I even realized it.
Then the phone when dead suddenly and I hoped that it wasn’t because whoever had her found it.
“Find me Bridget, now.” I didn’t even sound like myself and by the look on Cable’s face, I was freaking out a little.
While he did his nerd thing, I tore off in search of Iron. He had to know what was going on and that I was about to need some backup.
With all the craziness, I had failed to fill him in on what Bridget had told me about how Detective Mullins paid her a visit. More like pounced on her when she was alone and used his badge to force his way in. I still needed to, but getting to her was more important right now.
I told him about the call and that I had Cable on it. Next thing I knew, we had a location where the SUV was parked and the call had come from. Iron, Mouse, B-ry, Tripp, and I tore ass to the location.
The SUV was empty. But I knew it would be even before we pulled up.
“The fuck?!” I roared looking around at the shady and empty feeling block.
Minutes ticked on and I tried to remain calm.
Iron was on the phone when a door behind us burst open and out came eight bouncer looking guys with guns at their sides.
“Boss wants to see you,” one of them said and Iron stood tall and nodded.
We gave up our guns willingly. I had a feeling Bridget was in this building and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to get her back.
Turned out that maybe she didn’t need rescuing after all.
I was a little proud that it seemed she had the situation handled as we all stepped into the expansive, luxurious office. A woman sat behind the desk with a wall of screens behind her. I wanted to know what was on them, but Bridget came first.
Shit.