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“You found them?” I perked up.
“Yes, and no.” He pointed to the screen. “I saw Delilah taking this phone call when we were still in Shannon’s house. But like two minutes later, you see this.”
A figure with their back to us, black hoody covering them, snuck up on Delilah and the car. The poor kid was stabbed in the gut a second before a needle was jammed into her arm and she was forced into the backseat, right before Beni was chucked out and the car sped away.
“So they truly had no choice but to run away, like Henley said?” Sapphire sat up instantly with a frown. “Delilah is hurt, and Widow is being controlled. This is no betrayal; it’s just more bullshit we need to fix.”
“Pretty much.” Misha moved the camera again. “I tracked the car for a few miles, and eventually it went here.” He clicked a few buttons, skipping forward nearly an hour. “The feed cuts outwhen they get to the airstrip – it’s a private one, with a plane that belongs to one of John’s businesses. They got on a plane about three hours ago.”
“They took a plane?” She bit her lip harder as she got to her feet, starting to pace. “Fuck. They could be anywhere.”
“John wasn’t on the plane. Just Delilah, Widow and some Vice Kings. Plus, that same person in a hoody that I’m presuming is Cassie.” He shook his head. “The flight manifest says they’re heading back to Diamond Grove. Cassie is taking them home, presumably to use as some sort of leverage for you.” He said. “The only bright side is I forwarded a clip to mom, and she said that Delilah would have been dead from that stab wound long before she was on the plane, unless someone stitched her up. So I guess they aren’t going to instantly kill her if they didn’t just let her bleed out? They must have taken her to a doctor or something before they got on board and need her for another plan.”
“Then we shall go after them.” Sapphire turned to us all, face set stern, Montana mask firmly in place. “We can take the plane out as soon as they can refuel and have it ready, and-”
“Not yet.” Lincoln got up, grabbing her and pulling her back down on to his lap, no doubt to physically restrain her from running right out chasing monsters. “You need to send Beau and the other Red Diamonds after them first to see if they can intercept them at the airport. If not, then they can find out what might be happening over there before you go in, guns blazing.”
She spun on his lap, glaring at him, and I instantly realized it was a good thing it wasn’t just me she was with. If she’d looked at me that way, I would have let her have anything she wanted and been seriously happy about it.
She was so fucking hot when she looked pissed off and dangerous. It was ridiculous.
“What? Why would I send them and not go?” She asked.
“Because it might be a trap.” He tugged on one of her short braids. “You can’t go running into danger when it could be exactly what Cassie wants. Instead, you can let other people check things out first. Then we can all go after if it’s fine and we can actually help, not get hurt.”
Sapphire cocked her head as I took notes from Lincoln’s behaviour for any future days where I needed to be sensible and get her to listen to me.
“You wish for me to wait.” Her eyes narrowed.
“I want you to be smart, princess. I want you to make sure we don’t lose you again.” He nudged his chin at her. “In the last twenty-four hours, you were shot in the face and only just missed dying. Logan was shot and needed stitches, and Shannon was killed. I feel like there’s been enough drama, even without including everything that’s happened since we met. So yeah; I want you to wait. I want us all to stop being hurt and playing right into the O’Malley’s hands.”
“Plus, John is still here, and if his gangsters have gone, then he’s on his own. I presume it’s so he can go after the twins again, which means we may be able to catch him and deal with him easier.” I pointed out.
Sapphire opened her mouth like she was going to argue, but quickly snapped it closed when Logan and the others started to pipe up with more agreements to be smart and do what Lincoln said.
“Losing you all was hell, and being gone was the same. Not to mention all what we lost.” She muttered, as she almost collapsed in retreat, slotting her head into the nape of Lincoln’s neck and sighing. “If we can avoid those things happening again, then ok. We do this your way, bunny… and we go after John and wait for Beau and my Red Diamonds to check things out first.”
Even Misha side eyed her a little as Lincoln asked, “You’re agreeing with me?”
“Yes,” she mumbled into his throat. “I agree to do as you said.”
He placed his hand against her forehead. “Hmm. You don’t feel warm.” He moved his hands again, copping a feel of her ass as he chuckled. “No, definitely not warm.”
“What are you talking of,pendejo?” She swatted him away with a snort.
“I’m presuming you’re ill, so I’m checking for a fever.” He grinned as she tried to fight against his hold and failed.
He started to tickle her, and I knew we were about to have World War three on our hands.
“Price,” she squealed when I got to my feet, “come save me. He’s being evil.”
Within a handful of steps, I snatched her up into my arms and took her back to my chair, chucking her down into the seat before I stole back my phone.
“Behave yourself whilst I order groceries.” My command was as firm as I could make it.
“You are ordering them?” She cocked her head. “Thanks for the assistance,papi.”
My cheeks reddened at her praise. “It’s cool. I can do groceries, easy. I’m a responsible adult and almost husband.”
