I attempted to call Ziora, each time I got the voicemail the storm inside me raged and my heart thundered.
My phone vibrated. “Nazai,” I answered.
“What the hell is going on, Ez?”
“Ziora’s missing,” I told him tightly, pulling my keys out and unlocking my car door.
“What do you mean missing?”
“Just what I fucking said! She’s not at the house and I don’t know where she is.”
I was good under pressure. My job depended on it, but right now, all that control was failing me. I wanted to make someone hurt. Someone had touched what’s mineagainand this time I wasn’t letting it go.
“Where are you?”
“Leaving court.” A car blared its horn when I pulled out in front of it. Ignoring it, I floored the gas and headed toward my house.
“You going to your house?”
“Yeah.” My knuckles whitened from how hard I was gripping my steering wheel.
“We’re gonna meet you there. Go straight home, Ezra. Don’t do anything stupid.”
Ignoring my brother, I hung up the phone and rubbed the wheel. My body tensed and my back straightened. An ache passed through my clenched jaw and my eyes tightened with laser focus.
The drive to my house was a blur. My phone kept going off but I ignored each call. Ziora was the only person I was worried about right now.
By the time I pulled up to my house, River was there already along with Emmet.
Not bothering to turn the car off, I jumped up and rushed to the black truck.
“They were taken out execution style. One shot to the head,” River noted.
Both men were slouched over with a single wound with dried blood on their foreheads.
“Who the fuck!” I gritted.
“Ezra!” Inaya rushed out.
“Not now, Inaya.” I turned for my door. “Emmet, tell me you got something.”
“I pulled your security cameras. Looks like she willingly left with two guys.”
I paused. “What?”
He tapped his tablet. I unlocked my front door and pushed it open.
“Do you know these men?” Emmet asked.
I turned and looked at the tablet, squinting. “Those are the cops from the hospital.” At the same time Nazai pulled up with Lucas right behind him.
“The cops from the hospital?” Emmet said, refocusing me.
I nodded and turned toward the steps. “They showed up twice, once when Ziora was in surgery and again a couple days later. They wanted to question her about the accident.”
When I got upstairs, I went straight to the room I’d made her office. Her phone laid there on the desk along with files from Ryan.
“She was waiting for her systems to update when we were on the phone. She mentioned a hunch she had and wanted to do more research,” Inaya mentioned.