Page 120 of Detained

Dialing Enzo’s cell, he picks up on the first ring.

“Track Zara’s phone. Send me the location.”

“Shit. Okay.”

Keller, Jax, Kai and Grayson appear by my side.

Enzo’s voice cuts in over the clicking of keys in the background. “She’s on the move. I’ll send you live updates.”

Grayson tosses me his keys to his Audi.

“Let’s go. Keller, you stay here with the girls,” I order.

“Got it, boss,” he says, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

I look at the moving dot on my screen.

“Can you find her on the traffic cams? Who’s fucking car is it, Enzo?”

He pauses before he answers. “It belongs to an Alex Pierce.”

I don’t have time to spare; I have to get to her.

As we jump in Grayson's car, the engine roars to life, and I put my foot down as soon as we hit the road. My heart is in my throat the entire time.

A million different visions running through my mind of losing her.

“Boss, we’ve got her. Keep your head,” Jax says from the backseat.

“I can’t. Not until I’ve got her back.”

“We will, Frankie.” Grayson chimes in.

I really fucking hope we do.

We follow the live tracker for twenty minutes, heading further into the outskirts of New York. Where the fuck is he going?

“They’ve stopped,” G says beside me.

“Where?”

About three minutes away, I glance over and he’s zooming in on the screen.

“I don’t know, maybe a warehouse? Regardless, we’re ready.” He pops open the glove box and starts handing out weapons like candy.

“Oh, fuck.” I mutter, slamming on the brakes as we enter the parking lot. All I see is Zara pointing a gun at Alex, who has his arms up, his back against the wall.

I throw open the door and run towards her.

“Zara!”

She doesn’t take her aim from Alex when she turns her head to me. I quickly scan her body, looking for marks and relief washes over me when I don’t see any.

The guys follow behind me as I unholster my pistol.

“On your fucking knees, Alex,” I command.

G steps to his side as Alex drops to the ground, a quivering mess, and presses his barrel against his head.