Page 195 of Wreck Me

Caspian: Jett cannot be touched, Skylar. Tell me you understand that. Let me handle him in my own way. Justice will be served. Not like this, though.

Skylar: I can’t promise that.

Caspian: You already have by becoming one of us. You can’t take unilateral action. Especially not where this is concerned. You don’t have all the information.

Skylar: Then give me the missing pieces.

Caspian: King Manor. One hour.

Skylar: I’ll be there.

Caleb: Me too.

Skylar: Bastian?

Sebastian: I’ll be there.

I’d have to keep pushing my Lexus to its limits, but I could still make it.

I needed to see Sky.

To make damn sure she couldn’t take this pathetic break of hers.

And as soon as she was within my grasp, I wouldn’t fucking let her go.

Whether she liked it or not.

Fuck it all.

I wouldn’t.

I stowed my phone away, then pulled back onto the road.

Before I could even get up to the speed I needed to make it in time, a car rounded the corner all of sudden, shooting around it at top speed.

Another followed from the left.

Both of them were headed straight for me.

I slowed and shot a look in my rearview mirror to see another coming up at my rear.

What the shit?

I was being boxed in.

I had no choice but to slam on the brakes.

As they closed in around me, I rushed out of the car, drawing my backup blade as I went, seeing as though Cas had my other one from my attack on Damien earlier.

That proved futile in the next moment as half a dozen guys decked out in black sweats with balaclavas hiding their faces bolted out of the vehicles with their pistols drawn and cocked my way.

Shit.

I released my grip on the knife and let it clatter to the road.

In the next second, they were on me.

One of them pistol-whipped me across the side of the head.

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