Her body rocked with shudders. Ink lifted her then sat on the bed with her on his lap.
She recalled everything that she could remember them saying.
“Jana?” Ink finally whispered. “Jana told them where to find you?”
“It sounds like it.”
“I’ll fucking kill her.”
Spike straightened. “I’ll track her down. Bring her to you. You can’t leave Betsy right now.”
Ink nodded. “What happened then, Betsy?”
“They disappeared,” she whispered.
“What do you mean?” Sunny asked.
“They were scared when a wolf howled. I heard one of them yell out. Then nothing. Until another man appeared at the top of the hole.”
“Who was he?” Razor asked.
She looked straight at Sunny. “He said he was the Fox.”
“The Fox?” Sunny whispered, sitting up straighter.
“What the hell was the Fox doing there?” Duke growled.
“He said he was there to rescue me. He said it was like déjà vu as he’d once killed two men who’d been intent on hurting Sunny.”
“He killed Forrest’s goons?” Razor asked.
She nodded. “That’s what he said. He had a rope and he pulled me out. Then he led me to the clearing and left me with his jacket and phone.”
“The Fox saved you. See, he is a good person.” Sunny turned to Duke.
“Little rebel, he killed two men.”
“Two bad men,” Sunny said.
Ink slid her off his lap and started pacing as best he could with the room filled with people.
“Ink, are you—”
“This is my fault.”
“No, it’s not!”
“I left you alone! I thought the threat was gone but I should have made sure. They never should have gotten to you! They shot you! They were going to bury you!”
Duke stood in front of him, grabbing his shoulders. “Enough,” he said in a low voice.
There was a beat of silence. “Let. Me. Go.”
“No,” Duke replied calmly.
Everyone else watched on, but she sensed that none of them were as calm as they were letting on.
“Ink, please,” she whispered.