Page 75 of Fury

“I have Hope. She’s okay. It’s a long story, but...we need help.”

“You have Hope?”

I nod, even though he can’t see it. “Yes. Please, I don’t feel safe. We need you to come and get us.”

“Where are you?”

I give him the location and the restaurant we have parked in front of.

“Fuck,” he murmurs. “Okay, it’ll take a few hours for us to get there. How did you get into town?”

“I stole one of their cars.”

“Ditch it, right now,” his voice comes out icy, “he will have trackers on those trucks. You need to get out of it.”

My heart skips a beat as I glance at Hope sitting in the truck.

“Okay,” I whisper. “We’ll go.”

“You need to find somewhere safe, somewhere he won’t find you. If he finds you, Alexis, he will kill you.”

“I know,” I say softly. “I just... I don’t know where to go.”

“I have a friend who lives close by. I’ll give you her address. Go there, and we’ll come for you.”

Her?

Shaking my head, I want to curse myself for even worrying about that right now.

What does it matter?

Fury gives me the address and tells me to get away from that truck, then we end the call. The lady who let me use her phone pulls a piece of paper from her purse and hands me a pen, so I can write the address down. I thank her, over and over, and when she offers us a ride, I take it.

I get Hope out of the truck and we follow the lady to her car, as soon as Hope is safely in, I get into the front seat. “I’m Alexis, by the way,” I tell her, as she begins driving.

She smiles. “I’m Lisa.”

“I can’t thank you enough, Lisa. You’re literally saving me right now.”

A small laugh. “I always wanted to be a hero. Come on, let’s get you somewhere, so you can rest.”

Her eyes move to my blood-soaked shorts, and I’m reminded of the situation I’m in. I swallow the thick lump in my throat and stare out the window as we disappear down the road. Only ten minutes later, we’re arriving at the address Fury gave me. Of course he knows someone in a town this far away, the man probably has women everywhere. Shaking the thought from my head, I thank Lisa once more before getting Hope out.

Then we walk up to the front door of the ground level apartment.

Before we reach the door, it opens, and a woman steps out.

She’s stunning.

Of course, she’s stunning.

Long blond hair falls around her shoulders and her eyes are a beautiful chocolate brown. Her body is to die for, full breasts and curvy hips. Don’t get me started on her perfectly shaped lips and petite face.

“Oh, you must be Alexis. You poor thing. I’m Luna. Come in, let me get you sorted out.”

Dammit, she’s lovely.

“Thank you so much for helping us,” I say to her, offering my best smile, but I know it’s barely anything.

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