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Panic started throbbing through her veins as he made the turn into the long driveway leading toward Silas’ house.

He pulled to the side of the driveway and onto the grass when Silas’ house came within view.

“Hurry, bitch, time’s wasting.”

She got out of the car and started running up the driveway, not knowing if she should run to Silas’ house or the trailer. The problem was solved for her when she heard a pain-filled yell behind her. Spinning, she saw the man being dragged out of the car. She didn’t know whether to cry in relief or be terror-stricken for her parents.

An arm went around her waist, pulling her against a warm body. Releasing a scream, she turned her head to see it was Jody. She turned around and hugged him, breaking into tears.

“Someone has my parents,” she sobbed into his shoulder.

Jody’s arms closed around her. “Are you hurt?”

“No.”

He lifted her face to his. “He hit you.” Fury filled his face.

“It doesn’t hurt.” Trembling, she averted her gaze when Silas and Matthew dragged the stranger past her. “Should we call the police? He said if he doesn’t call whoever is keeping my parents in twenty minutes, they will be killed.”

“Don’t worry; we’re going to make sure your parents are okay. We’ll find out where they were stashed. Go inside the house. Reaper and Ginny are waiting for you.”

Nodding, she forced herself to release him when his arms dropped away from her.

“Jody, he told me he would kill you if he saw me with you,” she started trying to explain haltingly why she had been so mean to him. “I was trying to protect you.”

“Baby, I’m not mad. I understand what you were doing. What you failed to understand is I don’t need your protection.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Jody watched as Sophie went into the house. When she was out of sight, he hurried to where his brothers, except Issac, had surrounded the man who had hurt his woman. Silas and Matthew were still holding the fucker by his arms.

Fynn moved aside so he could walk inside the circle his brothers had made.

“Where are Sophie’s parents?”

“Fuck you!” The man’s face was mottled red with rage. “They’re fucking dead if you don’t let me go.”

Jody kept his expression impassive. “How much time do we have, Silas?”

“Fifteen minutes.”

Jody looked over at Moses, letting him know they needed to move this along if they were going to have a chance to save Sophie’s parents. While Jody wished he could break the vow he had made to himself about using his gift, fortunately, Moses had no hesitation using his own gift.

Moses wasted no time removing his shirt, shoes, and socks.

“If you touch me, I’ll—”

“You aren’t going to be able to do shit,” Jody told him, knowing what was about to come.

Readying himself, Moses raised his hands. “Let him go,” he ordered Silas and Matthew.

All of his brothers took steps back as the man looked around him like a caged tiger deciding which direction to go. Before he could take a step, the ground beneath the man started to sink his feet into the softening earth.

The man’s eyes started bulging out of his head in terror. “What the fuck is going on?” he shouted.

“Where are they?” Jody asked calmly.

“Fuck you!”

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