Page 106 of Raging Inferno

“Do you need directions?” Tyler asked.

“No. I know where it is.”

“Keep me posted and let me know if you need anything else.”

“Will do. Thanks, Tyler.”

Dominic shifted into drive and floored the accelerator, sending them slamming against the seat and squealing the tires as he peeled out of the King’s driveway.

“You laid down some serious rubber there,un ami,” Kayne drawled.

“Get used to it. Should we call the cops?”

Kayne thought about it. “Not until we get there. I don’t want them roaring in with sirens wailing and guns blazing. That could get people killed. Besides, we don’t know for sure that’s where they are.”

“Good thought.” Dom was lucky to have Kayne with him because he wasn’t thinking clearly.

Unfortunately, the cabin was out of town, miles away. Dom would have to break several laws to get there quickly. He didn’t care.

“Tell me what you remember about that night,” Kayne prompted.

“I was supposed to be there. I was hit with a seriously violent case of food poisoning that leveled me. We’d been planning the party for weeks. I’d hoped to recover in time to spend at least a couple of days there. I was lying on the bathroom floor in a cold sweat when my cell rang. It was Joel Timms. He was calling from the fire. He told me about Gwen . . .”

“What was your relationship with her?”

“We dated freshman and sophomore years. We stayed friends after the breakup.”

“Why did you split?”

“We were both so busy with extracurricular activities. We couldn’t mesh our schedules.”

“I assume Presley knows you used to see her cousin.”

That brought a smile to Dom’s face. “She accompanied us on several dates.”

Kayne slapped him with the back of his hand. “You’re kidding?”

Dom shook his head. “Dead serious. She was a sweet, shy darling that giggled and hid her face anytime I talked to her.”

“Presley giggling? I can’t picture it.”

Dom could. He could still see her pink cheeks and sparkling blue eyes, but now they were superimposed on the woman he loved. He swallowed heavily. She had to be okay. He couldn’t imagine spending the rest of his life without her.

He cleared his throat. “What’s she like at work?”

Kayne chuckled. “A total badass. She can take down a guy three times her size—and has. She can outshoot anyone on the range. And she makes a killer chicken parmesan.”

Dom gritted his teeth. He didn’t want to think about Presley cooking for Kayne or anyone but him. “She dating anyone there?”

When there was no answer, Dom chanced a look at Kayne.

“She wouldn’t be with you if she was.”

“She’s so damned beautiful, Kayne. And smart, kind, loving. My daughter worships her. I can’t believe I’m that lucky.”

“You are, and don’t you forget it. Everyone adores her. She’s my sister from another mister.”

Dominic took a turn on two wheels. “I don’t plan on letting her go.”

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