Page 141 of Every Broken Promise
“Come on, I’m driving,” Prescott said.
Rachel was already in the back seat of the car. Prescott made a few phone calls, but I tuned it all out. I looked down at my phone and sure enough, I had a missed call from Astrid. I wanted to talk to her and reassure her, but since her battery was low, I sent a text message. I had no doubt in my mind that today’s paper was connected to this shit.
When I saw the fucker, I was liable to kill him.
Tyler:I’m on my way, beautiful. Stay inside, I’m coming to get you. I love you, Astrid.
Two hours later,we finally arrived at our destination. They felt eternal. If I was angry before, I was furious now. Eventhough Prescott’s friend was in line to be Chief of Sunny Pines and had made a few phone calls, they didn’t help at all. Not when the slimy fucker had already told the police department that Astrid and his other employee, who was Clark’s wife, were really good friends and she refused to see that her friend needed help.
“What was the point in all of this?”
He had to know we wouldn’t turn our backs on Astrid…that I wouldn’t turn my back on her that easily. Then my stomach dropped because that was exactly what he probably thought. He thought it would be prom night all over again, and Astrid wouldn’t want to deal with a second fallout. He tried to corner my girl.
There were two cop cars, a fire truck, and a bunch of people milling outside the hotel.
I opened the door and ran inside before Prescott could finish parking.
The first thing I did was run to the front desk. A young woman was working on it.
“I need to know what room Astrid Hart is staying in,” I barked at her.
Her eyes widened.
“I’m sorry, sir, I can’t give out that information.”
“She’s my fiancée…” The lie came so easy and tasted fucking right. “And she’s currently being held hostage by her cunt of a boss. Give me her room number or help me God?—”
“Excuse me, sir.”
The voice came from behind me.
An older lady was standing there. She took a step closer to me.
“If you’re looking for the young lady who won’t come out of her room, she’s staying on the third floor. Just turn right once you exit the elevator. She was staying in the same hallway as me.”
“Thank you,” I told her, hoping she could see the sincerity in my face.
“Ty!” Rach yelled, coming through the door.
“I know where she is.” I turned to glare at the lady at the front desk. “No help from the hotel.”
We ran to the elevator, and the ride up seemed to take forever. I just wanted to make it to her and reassure her that everything would be okay, and after that, I didn’t want to spend another day apart from her.
It was easy enough to find her room. There were police officers and firefighters present in the hallway and throughout the building. I took a step toward the door but was immediately stopped.
“I’m sorry, sir, but you can’t go in there.”
“I’m Astrid’s fiancé.”
I tried to peek inside, but judging by the look of things, she was still locked in the bathroom.
Fuck. I could imagine how terrified she must be being in there for the last few hours.
To make it worse, they called for Ronnie. It took everything in me not to run at him and start punching the fucker. I needed to make sure Astrid was okay first. She was my priority. My male ego could take a back seat for now.
“He says he’s the lady’s fiancé,” one of the cops said.
It was brief but I didn’t miss the way the fucker’s eyes widened at my comment, and I could see the loathing he had for me in that instance. Ronnie put on a mask of confusion and turned to the cops.
