I jerked my head for him to follow, storming out of the kitchen towards my office. There, I woke up my computer, my jaw tight and my eyes focused as I called up the security cams for the house. Lincoln paced behind me as I scrolled back to a shot from the back deck from six hours before.
“Alright, there she is.”
Linc whirled back, leaning over my shoulder. There on the screen, we could see our angel lacing up her boots, stretching, and then stepping into the woods down the path from my back gardens.
“Don’t suppose you’ve got any fucking cameras hanging from trees do you?”
I growled. “Iwish. Fuck, I’m going to call Sheriff Watkins and get him to get his guys out there looking for her. You and I can—”
“Where’s that traillead?”
I frowned, glancing back at him. “Like five different places.”
“Yeah, well, think like her. C’mon, weknowher. We know how she thinks. Where wouldKenziego?”
I chewed on that, my blood running hot as the minutes without knowing where she was ticked agonizingly by.
“Think, Marine,” Lincoln growled. “Remember how she tried to pull us out of work earlier?”
I smiled grimly, thinking back regretfully how I’d promised her “later” and “after work” when she’d tried to coax Linc and I back to bed earlier, before her hike.
Suddenly, I glanced up at him.
“She could’ve tried to come backhere.”
I whirled to the screen, scrolling through the cameras until I found the one by the front gate. My blood raced in my veins as I fast-forwarded through the time log, until suddenly, we saw it.
There was Kenzie, opening the security pad. And there was a car, slowing behind her.
A sinking, cold feeling gripped my heart. And as the car pulled up behind her, and the door swung open, I could tell Lincoln knew too as I heard his breath hiss.
It washer dad, along with my fucking sister.
We watched, the cold rage building and building as he grabbed her, and as Stephanie helped. When he slapped her, Iroared, lunging out of my chair.
I didn’t need to see the rest.
“Let’s go.”
I stormed from the room, my vision red with fury and every muscle in my body tensing and readying. Lincoln ran after me, right there with me, and not even asking questions until I barreled into the garage and jumped behind the wheel of my Bentley.
Lincoln wordlessly jumped in next to me, his face grim as I gunned the engine, hit the button for the garage door, androareddown the driveway.
“I know where they are,” I growled under my breath, both of us heaving and seething in the tense silence.
“Well I didn’t think you just wanted to go for a drive,” he muttered back.
“My sister and that dipshit are supposed to be in jail. In fact, the DA we know swore he’d call me first thing if they somehow got early release.”
“No call, huh?”
I shook my head.
“What, they fuckingbroke out?”
I glanced at my buddy. “Either way, they’re out.”
“And they’ve got her.”