Page 69 of Mine, Forever

“York said you might need my help.”

“My sisters are asleep in the spare room. Make sure they don’t get out, shoot them in the leg if they even attempt an escape.”

Chaz had the balls to look surprised, but he said nothing to rebut my order. He took my proffered gun, and I left pulling on my leather jacket as I ran down the stairs.

Jett had told me to meet him at the warehouse. Did that mean Adora had been talking? I ran down the street knowing a cab would take too long to get me there.

When I got to the warehouse, Jett was outside talking on his cell. His jacket was nowhere to be seen, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. I freakin’ loved it when he did that. It made him hotter than normal, and that was saying something. He didn’t look happy as he spoke on the cell, one hand making its way to the side of the warehouse as he looked down at the ground in front of him.

What the hell was wrong now?

I was making my way to him when he turned around, his expression changing. He dropped his cell at the same time I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and an arm snake around my waist, pulling me backward. I kicked out to try and free myself, but it was to no avail.

“Ebony!” I heard Jett call out to me. He was running for me, but the man who had me was too strong. It hurt to squirm away, and soon I stopped hoping he would slightly release me if I didn’t struggle. A million thoughts were racing through my head making it hard to put a fight response in action.

There were more arms on me as I kicked out again, hearing a curse before being hauled into a van. Something hard hit my head, and I felt the world slightly spin as I fell to the van floor. I looked out the door to see Jett shooting toward me, knowing he’d not hit me, but rather he’d get the bastards in the van with me. A loud thump sounded from somewhere around me, and my vision of Jett was blocked when a body fell in front of me, lifeless. The van doors closed, and the van took off leaving Jett screaming after me, shots ringing out from every which way.

Shit.

This couldn’t be good.

Chapter Ten

JETT

“York,” I yelled once the van was out of sight. “Where are the fucking keys to the Lincoln?”

York had his gun out. For some reason, I hadn’t noticed he’d been shooting along with me. He threw the keys at me, and I ran to the car jumping in and ignoring York’s calls. He was running after me, but I didn’t have time to stop and see what it was, the van was getting away.I couldn’t fucking lose her again.

I started the car, but it wouldn’t move. Looking out the window, I saw York reach me. “Tires are slashed.”

“Fuck!” I yelled, slamming my hands against the wheel.

“I got the plates,” he said. “We’ll run them.”

“Don’t bother. I know who it was.”

“How?”

I got out of the car slamming the door closed. “There’s only one person bold enough to take her from me.”

York’s expression changed as he realized who I was talking about. “Shit.”

There was a silence between us for a long time before he finally spoke again.

“What does your dad want with Ebony?”

“Besides hurting me? He wants to sell her to the highest bidder because that’s what he’s into now.”

York’s eyes darkened. Sometimes I forgot he was Ebony’s cousin. “What do you need from me?”

“Information from Adora.”

He nodded leading me back into the warehouse. Adora was strapped to the dentist’s chair. I had no idea how York had acquired it, but I shouldn’t be surprised with anything York did or the things he had. Blood was dripping down her arms and legs from the wounds we’d caused trying to glean even a little bit of information about John Lambert from her. She was fucking sturdy, and I hated it. I’d been going slow, dragging out the torture for my pleasure, but shit was real now. I had to get Ebony back before John fucking sold her, and I lost her again this time for good.

I would do fucking anything it took to get that girl back in my arms no matter who I had to destroy for that to happen.

“What was that yelling about?” she asked, half of her mouth not moving due to the swelling. She didn’t look like Adora anymore, but that had been her fault.

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