“Have you heard from Parker?” He stepped inside.
“No. I’m sure he’ll be home soon.”
“He never came back to the office after court. I tried calling him several times, but it went straight to voicemail,” he said.
“What?” My brows furrowed. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed my phone off the island, dialing his number. It went straight to voicemail. Something was wrong. I could feel it in my gut. I pulled up the tracking app I had on his car. It was still parked across the street from the courthouse. “Fuck!” I shouted, running out of the kitchen and up the stairs.”
“Paige, what’s going on?” Roman followed me into the bedroom.
“I think someone kidnapped him, Roman.”
“What?” he shouted. “Paige!”
“I will find him.” I grabbed my black bag.
“How? How are you going to find my brother? You have no idea who took him or where he is?”
“I think I do. Go home, Roman. I’ll be in touch.” I grabbed my keys and flew out of the house.
I tapped my earpiece and called Gabriel.
“What’s up, Paige?”
“I’m on my way to the gallery. Gerald has Parker.”
“Are you sure?”
“Almost sure. He must have recognized me somehow when I was at the gallery earlier and had me followed. I led him straight to Parker, Gabriel.”
“Paige, calm down. I’m tracking your location, and as soon as you get to the gallery, I’ll shut down the system. Remember, you only have five minutes until the backup system turns on.”
Parker
The lights went off, and the backup generator kicked on. I looked up at the flickering lights.
“She’s here.” The man smiled, looking at the four men standing in the room. You four go get her. Be careful. She’s not stupid, and she’ll see and smell you coming from a mile away.”
A smirk formed on my lips, for I knew what she’d do to them.
Paige
I threw my black bag on the ground before I pulled my gun and rapidly fired three shots, crossing the room fast and pushing through the partially shattered glass. Four men. I expected more. That was Uncle Jerry’s first mistake.
One of the men was already down, gripping his shoulder. The other three reached for their weapons. I grabbed my other gun, firing both simultaneously at the men, hitting all three, putting them down for good. I turned to the man on the ground, gripping his shoulder.
“No. Wait. Please don’t?—”
I fired, hitting him in the head.
“Sorry, but you were going to kill me first,” I said as my eyes diverted to a concealed panel in the far back wall.
I pressed my palm against. A quick click sounded, and the wall slowly slid open. I quietly stepped down the stairs into the underground. When I reached the bottom step, I stopped and listened. A man’s voice was coming from one of the rooms. I followed his voice. Kicking open the door, I pointed my gun at the man, who quickly turned and stared at me.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Paige
“I’m here, Uncle Jerry. Now let Parker Hamilton go,” I said with both guns raised.