Page 49 of Fury

“I’m sorry, Hol.” His tone was quiet, and the way he was looking at her—like he thought he’d broken her—twisted her stomach.

Fury watched her with keen interest, tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. He almost looked like he was laughing at her.

She just wanted this day to be over already. “Let’s just go home, okay?” she said to Davis.

Did he just stiffen?

Herhome! She didn’t meantheir—she understood! They were two separate,non-romanticpeople who would never be together in that way. Inwardly, she groaned. Would she ever get this right?

“Sure thing.” Davis released his hold. He lifted a hand to get an officer’s attention. “Good if I take her home?”

“I just need your statement first,” the tall officer said to Davis, who provided it in record time. “The car will be towed,” the officer told them when Davis was done. He handed them a slip of paper. “You can make arrangements by calling this number.”

Hollyn would worry about that later. All she wanted right now was a hot shower and sleep. As they pulled away from the crash site, Hollyn felt something buzz in her back pocket. Her phone. She shifted to the side to pull it out, thankful she’d thought to grab it as she escaped the wreck.

Fury poked his head out between the front seats. Slobber flicked off his tongue as he panted. Hollyn wrinkled her sore nose and scooted away from the droplets.

“Get back,” Davis commanded the furry giant.

Fury disappeared into the backseat.

Hollyn looked down at her phone. A text from Leila lit up the screen:

Lei

SOS. They’ve got me and Archie. Don’t know I have my phone.

Hollyn gasped. Her blood ran cold.

“What’s wrong?” Davis asked firmly.

She stuttered but couldn’t form actual words. Below the text, it showed Leila had shared her location. Hollyn quickly typed a reply.

Hollyn

Who has you? Are you hurt?

Lei

. . .

She watched the dots bouncing on the screen. They disappeared but no text came through.

“Talk to me, Hollyn.”

“They’ve got her!” She could hardly hold on to the device. Oxygen fought her efforts to draw it in. “It’s Lei. She just texted SOS—Davis . . . they’ve got her and Archie!” She clamped a hand over her mouth.

This was the nightmare that wouldn’t end!

Davis was quiet. A scowl had etched itself deep into his face.

“She shared her location. We need to get to her. Now!”

He didn’t speak for an agonizing minute.

“Now!” She was just about to start yelling at him when he nodded.

“Route us. And send me the location.” Without slowing, he pulled his phone from his tactical pants. Tapped the screen.

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