She saw the fire alarm on the wall and wondered if she could reach it in time. Those big three firefighters could easily get to her and scare off Donnie and T-Rex.
She kept thinking of that gun, though. It would be so easy for Donnie to pull the trigger.
Would that be better than going with him? Was returning to Oklahoma City and being in Donnie’s captivity a fate worse than death?
Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she decided to just go along with them right now.
Sawyer would find her. She had to hold out hope.
Daddy would come.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Sawyer was fighting hard to retain control of his temper.
His SEAL training kicked in giving him the almost supernatural ability to find a calm amid a raging storm. Losing his head wouldn’t help anyone right now.
It sure wouldn’t find his sweet girl.
“She’s just… gone?” he asked again, though he was speaking more to himself than anyone else in the diner.
Next to him, Quinn nodded.
Joe was there, along with Doc Worden who’d come to help upon hearing the news Amber was missing. Word traveled fast in a town as tiny as Big Cedar. Others had shown up, too, and were out searching.
It was Marsha who answered. “I ran over to the bank and when I got back, there wasn’t any sign of her. All I found was… this.”
She pointed to something behind the counter. Sawyer walked over so he could see what it was.
“Shit.”
“What?” Quinn asked.
Reaching down, Sawyer picked up the two pieces of Honey and held it up. “A guy named Donnie has her. He’s from Oklahoma City.”
“How do you know?”
“He ripped her stuffie in two the day she left. I sewed Honey back up. I think this is a signal. She’s telling me who took her,” Sawyer explained.
The sheriff looked at Marsha. “What time did you leave for the bank?”
“Reckon about three.”
“And you got back thirty minutes ago,” Quinn said.
Sawyer checked the clock. “Meaning they’re most likely well on the road to Oklahoma City now but only have about an hour head start.”
Quinn nodded. “I can pull security footage from any business in town that has a camera. Maybe we can see the make and model of the vehicle and I can put out a statewide call.”
The door opened and the three firefighters, Cane, Walker, and Austin walked in.
“No sign of her,” Cane said, clearly pained to deliver such awful news.
“She’s not here,” Sawyer replied. “I think she’s being dragged back to Oklahoma City. A jealous wannabe boyfriend.”
By now, some of the Littles had come into the diner after searching town, hearing the scary news.
“What? We have to do something! Daddy!” Alyssa cried, running up to Quinn and grabbing his arm.