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Groaning in pain, she blinked several times to try and clear her vision. Everything looked like it moved in waves with how dizzy she was.

“Baby,” he said again.

She could barely hear him, and didn't know where her phone was. Monroe looked over to her left to see Ezra loosely hanging from his seat. Panic went through her for a second when she thought he was dead.

“Ezra,” she whispered, trying to get his attention. Maybe she could wake him up.

Monroe watched as footsteps appeared right outside his window and she screamed. Oh goodness. Jared or whoever was in the car was going to finish them off.

“P-please,” she whimpered. “Please don’t h-hurt him.”

Fingers pressed onto Ezra’s neck and stayed there for a while. She could hear her Daddy trying to talk to her through the phone, but she didn’t pay any attention to it.

Nausea bubbled inside her.

“Please,” she begged. “Hurt me, not him.”

Chest tightening, she gasped for a breath of air as the person moved his hands and disappeared. Where did he go? Was he actually coming over to hurt her?

She knew she told the person to hurt her and not Ezra, but she didn’t want to die.

“Baby, I’m leaving now,” she heard her Daddy say through the phone.

Before she could respond, she heard the footsteps of the person getting closer to her. They were slow and calculated and fear whizzed through her. Shit. She was going to die and she still hadn’t told Daddy she loved him.

Feet planted just outside her door, the person bent down, his knee hitting the glass-covered ground. He reached his hand into the car and she shrieked. She watched as the person grabbed her phone.

“D-Daddy,” she whimpered.

The mysterious person’s hand froze for a second before he ended the call. Monroe let out a choked sob as she hung upside down, waiting for the person to kill her.

“Breathe,” the deep voice said.

It wasn’t Jared’s voice, but who would it be? Why would he want her to breathe? Was he trying to make her stay awake long enough to torture her before she died?

Panicking even more, darkness started to creep into her vision as she tried to get a controlling breath in, but she ended up coughing and panicking. Everything in her body was aching and she knew she wasn’t going to last long before she passed out.

Monroe clung to staying awake. She didn’t want to pass out while this man was right next to her, but the darkness started to surround her.

“Jared’s been taken care of,” the man said. “You’ll be hearing from me soon.”

Before she knew it, the darkness took over.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

MICHAEL

“Shit,” Michael said as he shot up from his chair.

“What’s wrong?” Jaxson asked.

He grabbed his keys and quickly headed toward his car. He needed to get to Monroe as soon as possible.

“Michael! Tell me what happened,” Jaxson said.

“Ezra and Monroe were coming for lunch when someone went after them and I think they got into a car wreck. I heard a lot of screaming and then the phone call ended,” he replied.

He didn’t stop walking, he didn't have time to.

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