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Three times.

Seconds later, Bruno and Rory burst through the door and find me still pulling the trigger on an empty gun pointed at the man bleeding out on the floor.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

RORY

“What the fuck do you mean she ran off?” Fear and rage spike through me as I grab the keys to the truck and run out the door.

“She called saying Tina was in trouble, her ex was there and that there wasn’t time to waste, but she needed backup.”

The engine roars to life and I slam the stick into gear before pushing my foot on the pedal like it’s made of lead. The tires screech as I pull away from the curb and head from the club toward the apartment building. “Why the fuck weren’t you with her in the first place?”

“She was eating, I was grabbing a sandwich. I was gone for less than ten minutes, across the street with a clear line of sight. I saw her leave the restaurant and start running, but I didn’t catch her in time. She’s fucking fast. So I jumped in the car the second she called. I can’t be far behind her, but I lost her in the traffic.”

A growl rips through me at the thought of Quinn being in danger.

A-fucking-gain.

Tearing through the streets, I barely pay attention to the other traffic, my sole focus on getting to her before something goes wrong.

“Shit,” Eddie curses through the line, the phone still on speaker.

“What?”

“She texted. Eric and Sam are MIA, she’s heading up to the apartment.”

“Fucking woman,” I hiss, grabbing my phone and typing out a message to her telling her not to enter that fucking apartment alone.

Slamming the brakes as someone pulls out in front of me, I see red. Taking a deep breath, I push the rage down, saving it for whatever I find when I get to her.

Once I’m moving again, I hit send on the message. “Did you call the others?”

“Not yet, I knew you’d be closest.”

“Call Hunter. I’ll call Meyer.” I tell him before ending the call and dialing Meyer.

It rings a few times before he picks up. I don’t give him the chance to speak before I do. “Quinn’s in trouble. Grab Rob, meet me at the apartment building.”

“Wait, what?” he asks. I can hear him already moving.

“Tina called Quinn, she was in trouble, her ex showed up. Bruno was across the street, Quinn ran off to help her. She’s there alone. Sam and Eric are both missing. So move your ass and get Rob. I have no idea what we’re walking into.”

“We won’t be long,” he says before ending the call.

I drop the phone and focus on the last few blocks of the journey. It doesn’t take long, but it feels like an age before I’m pulling up to the apartment building. Giving zero fucks that I shouldn’t park here, I jump from the car, finding Eddie already in the foyer.

“You been up?”

He shakes his head. “I just got here.”

“Let’s go.” I say, starting for the stairs.

“I called the elevator already,” he says as the doors open. I consider the stairs again, but that’s a lot of flights and, despite being in shape, the elevator will be faster.

“Let’s go.”

The ascent is torture, not knowing what’s going on up there. I try not to let my mind go to the worst-case scenario, but after what happened with Trent... this shit was supposed to be over. She was supposed to be safe, for fuck sake.

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