She snarled. “I’m going as fast as I can.”
“It’s forty on this road.”
“And I’m doing--!”
Her eyes fell to the speedometer before I felt the engine revving.
“Sorry,” she murmured.
I placed my hand on her thigh. “You’re doing great. This road ends at a small highway. Take a right when you get to it.”
She nodded. “Can do.”
I had to get to my brother. I had to call our doctor. But, more than that, I had to talk to him about what the hell just happened tonight. I was almost certain this was a hit of some sort. With explicit instructions to only rough me up. What if I wasn’t the only one with a hit out on me right now? And where the fuck was Benji? Had they gotten him, too?
I have to call Rupert.
Hell, I needed to call the rest of the guys. Check up on them. Make sure this wasn’t some rival gang trying to reach out and intimidate us on our own territory.
What if this is your father?
My eyes fell back onto Dani and my mind swirled with what that might mean for her. Had my father sent a team after me because she was still in my life? Because if so, that meant this was personal. Good for the guys, bad for me.
And her.
Very, very bad for her.
“Max?”
I groaned as my eyes slipped open. When the fuck had they closed in the first place?
“Where do I go now?”
I blinked slowly. “What happened?”
She sighed. “I took that right turn onto the small highway. What now?”
Fuck, that felt like ages ago. “Uh, two miles, road to your left called ‘Sandy Ridge.’ Take a left on it.”
“Thanks.”
Every time Dani called out my name for another direction, my eyes ripped open, with absolutely no recollection of them ever closing in the first place. Was I slipping in and out of consciousness? Sleeping? Was this a bad thing? Did I need to keep my eyes open?
Fucking hell, this is bad.
“Max?”
I grunted as I opened my eyes yet again. “What?”
“Why no hospitals?”
I groaned. “Where are we?”
“Sitting at a stoplight. Why did those guys jump you?”
“Which stoplight?”
She sighed. “The one you told me about that we’d hit before the left I needed to take. Now, answer my questions.”