Page 76 of Simply You & Me

"You're staying," Zach growls out, demanding my submission. Too bad for him, I already knew that.

"I am." I nod, not picking a fight. "I'll watch cams and guide you. Rory will be safe with me. But put the damn vests on. They have their own tech." Trackers and a camera more specifically.

They’re suited up and out the door faster than I can blink. There's no time for kisses or words. They need to get to her. Fast.

My phone rings within the next minute, and Zach's voice booms from down the line. "Sending you her location," I say without pausing as they speed her way.

"Rory's in the living room still. Don't forget to keep an eye on her," Tate says breathlessly through the phone.

I nod, readying to respond, when the speakers in my office crackle to life.

"Wyatt!" Addie's voice come's through the surround sound not hiding a hint of her obvious fear and terror.

My heart cracks and slams against my ribcage. She turned them on. Why would she turn them on if she wasn't in trouble?

"Wyatt, please! W-we crashed. Julian won't wake up! Please, please, please help. I'm scared."

"FUCK!" Zach roars, threatening to burst the speakers on my phone.

"Wyatt, what's happening?" Tate asks, his own voice rising with panic.

Fuck, oh my hell. "I don't know," I croak. I can't see her. I can only hear her, and her location hasn't changed. “You know just as much as me."

"We're almost there," Tate murmurs, sounding pained. Zach must smash something because something cracks and groans on their side. "Careful! We can't get there if you break the damn car, Z!" Tate snaps.

I wonder if Rory's nickname for Zach calmed him at all. Glancing at the security footage of the living room, I see Rory still playing her games. Safe.

"Wyatt, is-is that you?" Addie's voice whispers through the speakers.

What? Realization sets in. "Fuck someone's there! GO, GO, GO!"

"Wy—"

The monster we've been searching for cuts off her beautiful voice.

"There she is! I've missed you, Add!"

"HURRY! She's still there!" I shout into my phone, hoping like hell they make it to save her before Cadell snags her right out from under us. This can't be happening.

A shrill scream stops my blood flow and freezes my bones.

"NO! WYATT, HELP! JULIAN!"

The word stops at the sound of my love crying out for my help.

Chapter Fifty

Adelyn

"Wake up, would you?"

I groan, already annoyed by the thumping in my head and the voice that's rattling around inside it.

"I didn't even touch you, and you passed out. You've always been lame, but damn, Add, that was embarrassing."

God, what adult talks like that?

Taking stock of myself, I feel the dull ache in my chest where our hands slammed into me, where Julian protected me. My head aches and pounds, and my neck feels like it never wants to move again. But otherwise, I think I'm okay. I think my baby is okay. That's more than I can say for the last time I was on a cold cement floor at Johnny's feet. Lucky for me, I passed out. And it is lucky because I would rather that than be drugged again.

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