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The raging panic from being touched by that stranger twisted up her thoughts. She ran, needing to escape. If she stuck around, Laelyn would have her again. She couldn’t go back. She wouldn’t survive this time.

Chapter 44

Harry’s team was called in for another briefing about actions overseas. This time, he gave the meeting his attention, not worrying about Rory. She was an adult and could handle everything that came at her.

After their meeting, he stepped out and was in the process of grabbing his phone when he overheard two officers speaking.

“I can’t believe he escaped. They were transporting him and the car crashed. He took off, running to God only knows where.”

“That was almost a week ago, right?” the other man asked.

Harry almost interrupted them after grabbing his phone, but he saw the notification on his screen. Toovey had escaped and was on the loose. He’d been free for a week, and no one had informed him or Rory.

He took off, heading outside as he checked his messages. Rory hadn’t texted about the interview. It was almost three in the afternoon, and she hadn’t sent anything.

Harry opened his contacts and called Rory. She didn’t answer, so he called back, this time leaving a message. “Call me when you get this. I need to talk to you immediately.”

“Yo, Harry, what’s up?” Jax asked.

“I can’t get hold of Rory.”

“Shit,” Wild said as he came up beside them. “I’ll call Ava and see if she knows anything.”

Panic filled him as he waited for Wild to finish his call to Ava. Where could she be? He texted, asking her to contact him, that it was important.

“What’s going on?” Bear asked.

“I can’t get hold of Rory, and Toovey escaped a week ago. No one told us.”

“I’ll text Ingrid and see if she knows what’s up.”

They were standing by the parking lot, waiting to hear back about Rory, him waiting to hear from her when Bear’s phone rang.

“it’s Ingrid.”

Harry listened as Bear answered, then shook his head. Defeat filled Harry. Maybe she was taking a nap. He needed to head home and check on her.

“I’ve got to see if she’s at home.”

“Go,” Wild said. “I’ll cover for you.”

“Thanks, man.”

Harry took off. He hated running out like this, but he felt Rory’s safety was at risk. She had been making good progress, but this could be enough to take her down. He had to find her fast.

The drive home took way too long. When he pulled into his parking spot, he checked his phone, seeing she hadn’t replied or called. He remembered the tracking device he’d dropped into her purse and checked the application. The device was located where he was. Did that mean she was home or hadn’t carried the purse? He needed to find a better way to track her. He should have attached something to her car. He was stupid for not figuring this out before. He cursed himself all the way up to his floor as fear twisted through him.

When he opened the door to his condo, he could tell she wasn’t there. It was too quiet. He raced through the place, not finding her.

What had happened?

His phone rang, and he swiped his finger over the display, seeing it wasn’t Rory but Wild. “Hey.”

“We’re on our way. We’ll be there in about twenty minutes,” Wild said.

“Fuck, I don’t know what to do.”

“Call the place where she had the interview.”

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