Page 38 of Three Beasts

I'm racing now around the house looking in every room for Zeva and Jason is right behind me.

"Zeva?” I yell. “Zeva, come on baby where are you?"

"Zeva!" Jason yells.

We go upstairs and check all the rooms and balconies. She's not anywhere. The place is quiet.

"Well, she couldn't have left Wade because she came here on your bike. She doesn't have a ride. Unless of course, she walked but she wouldn't do something as stupid as that with The Iron legion following her."

As he says the words it starts to dawn on me that Zeva could've taken one of my many assorted bikes in the garage because I usually keep the keys in them.

Fuck me.

"Jason! I think she left man,” I declare. “Follow me."

We run down the stairs and through the house to the back garage. I scan the room and see one bike missing. Dammit.

"She left. Jason,” I realize out loud. “She took a bike and left. How could you have let this happen? This is your fault."

"Shit. Where do you think she went?" Jason asks, reality dawning on him.

"Probably she found out about Tammi and went to see her. Where else would she be?"

"Maybe we can catch up to her?” he asks.

For the first time, I’m agreeing with him – my worry cooling and my exasperation starting to ebb away. We know what we need to do.

"Yeah, let's go," I say.

We hop on our bikes and speed away from the compound. At this point, I don't care who's watching or scoping us out. I just have to find Zeva before they do. Doesn't she know that they're watching her every move? How could she have done something so reckless? I'd want to spank her bare ass as punishment if I wasn't so goddamn worried.

I’m fucking terrified of what might happen and I have a sinking feeling in my stomach like something bad is about to happen or that it already has.

We ride as fast as we can to town. It's a long way there and the minutes feel like small eternities within each other as my heart is racing and my palms are sweating out of fear. I never feel fear usually because I am out for myself and I don't give a fuck if I get hurt or even if I die. But with Zeva in my life now I suddenly care a little too much about her safety and my own. I know if I died she would be devastated. And I am devastated at the thought of something happening to her. This is love I guess. It's unfamiliar and my emotions are running wild.

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