Blue Fire

Chapter Twenty-Three - Call of Wild

CATCHER

I'd gone looking for her last night, having lost track of her after a while and just leaving it, thinking I should keep away and let her have fun with her friend. When I'd seen her friend heavily making out with Rough, I'd started looking for her and realized she'd gone to bed. I didn't wanna fuck with that so I'd let her be even though a part of me wanted to go in there and maybe make what we'd talked about earlier happen.

I was finishing up at the shop, tired and fucking over this working double time bullshit. I, just like everyone, wanted to get this done, get our revenge and make the statement that needed to be made. It was tearing on us, sitting back, having to do more than we wanted to just to clear our name and put that fucker in his place.

I closed the hood of the Maserati some rich fucker had left with us, our shop being located close enough to Aspen for people like him to make the trip. My work was solid but it always made me want to fuck something up just a little bit when we got those boys in here. I wanted to fuck something up enough that daddy would have to buy him a new toy to play with. I never did but it was damn tempting when they turned up here with their spray-tans and fake teeth and sneered at us because we worked for a living.

I wiped my hands off on my jeans and grabbed my phone that had started buzzing in my pocket. "Yo," I answered and walked over to the open bay door to close it for tonight. I was already late for meeting Green and considering he was doing more shit than even I was, I didn't have time for whatever bullshit Rough wanted from me now.

"Brother, hate to tell you this but no one can find Sara or the woman she brought here, Natasha. I went to look for the woman and realized that her car was gone. I went to check on Sara and she wasn't there. No one's been around much today and they can't tell me when they left or why. I tried calling Sara but she isn't answering her phone."

Ice cascaded through my veins as I listened to him speak.

She fucking bolted.

"Has anyone checked the tapes?" I ground out against the rage blooming in me. She'd fucking bolted once again even though I'd thought she'd been happy here this time, happy here with me and content in the fact that I'd take care of her and our kid. I'd thought she'd fucking finally started realizing that her place was there, with me. I hadn't been able to spend much time with her but it wasn't for fucking lack of trying and not once had she given me any clue that she wasn't walking down the same road I was.

"I'm trying to get ahold of Green to have him do it but I can't get him either. I'm finding Shift to get him on it. What do you need from me?"

I yanked the door down with a crash and fought the urge to take a crowbar to the Maserati in front of me. It wouldn't be enough but it would alleviate some of the shit twisting up in me.

"Nothing, Green's busy with other shit, I'm supposed to meet him now down at Foster and I can't not do that. Fuck," I bit out and tried to figure out what in the fuck to do. Go track down the bitch who was carrying my kid or go do what my club needed me to do.

Something hit me then, "How the fuck did she get out? She doesn't know the new codes and neither would your pussy from last night, so who the fuck let her out?"

"Shit, you're right. I'm tracking down Shift and getting on that, someone must have let them out. I'll find out, keep your phone around and I'll let you know as soon as I have something."

"Right." I hung up and wondered what in the fuck she was thinking, and whoever the cocksucker who'd let her out was thinking. Did she really still have enemies inside the club, people who wanted her gone, who'd be all too happy to let her go?