Page 64 of Hold Me Before You Go

“Let’s get this started,” Hayes suggested, jerking his chin to me.

Clearing my throat, I nodded. “Right. You boys go home, get some sleep. I’m going to Agent Garner.”

“No way in fuck you’re doing that on your own,” Ash growled from his end of the table.

“He’s right,” Dominic agreed from beside me.

“We’re staying here,” Jake said.

I looked over to Hayes, and he leaned back in his seat. “I’m quite comfortable here. What about you boys?”

“Yup,” Ash said, popping the “p.”

“Most comfortable I’ve ever been, I’d say. What about you, Dominic?” Jake said, leaning back in his seat.

“Absolutely.”

I shook my head and looked at the ceiling. “You are all pains in my ass,” I muttered.

“We’re a team,” Hayes said firmly.

I scrubbed a hand down my face. “Right,” I grumbled, swiping the phone off table. “Let’s get this shit over with.”

We didn’t want to get the FBI involved because it would reach Oasis, tangling this web even more. It was already a fucking shit show. I rose from my seat, dialing James Garner’s number as I walked over to the windows. The snow had finally stopped, thenight sky finally clear, the moon was bright tonight. I looked over to the mountains and took a breath, my thumb hovering over the call button.

The blizzard wasn’t over. Another round would be hitting Denver within the hour.

My eyes lingered on the moon.

I love you, Sunshine.

Sighing, I looked back down to the phone, ready to make the call.

Suddenly, a sound from the down the hall had my head snapping to the door, and Hayes was out of his seat, pulling his gun out. He looked back to us. “What the fuck was that?”

I shoved my phone in my pocket and pulled my gun from its clip, moving around the table to stand beside Hayes by the doorway.

“The security system is still locked and the Hales’ are still in their rooms,” Jake said, standing now as his hand worked his tablet, his brows furrowed. “Cameras are clear. No one is in here—”

“Red Snake, do you copy? This is Hallow Ranch. Over,” a static voice echoed throughout the office, drifting towards us from down the hall.

I stared down the length of the hallway, my chest heaving now. “Ash? Is that—”

“It’s the fucking radio,” he said, coming around the table, following Jake. “I always leave it on just in case, but no one has reached out to us on that thing in years.”

Hayes and I shared a look. “What the fuck do the cowboys want?” he asked.

“Grayson, do you copy? It—it—” A static noise followed, and we were moving, jogging down to Ash’s office.

When we were about two feet from the entrance, Mags’ voice came loud and clear. “We have Carrie. Do you copy? Carrie is safe—she’s with me.”

My heart stopped. I froze.

Carrie?

Carrie was at Hallow Ranch?

Ash moved me out of the way as the shock overwhelmed me.

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