The rage turns from a simmer to a blazing inferno.
“What do you mean you can’t track her? Isn’t that what the fucking tracker is for?”
Benji cowers beside Bones as he tries to explain nervously.
“They may be using a signal jammer, or the device could be faulty.”
I shake my head, the doom filling me because if we can’t find her fast, we could lose her. Permanently.
Bones holds his hand up, indicating for me to stop, but I can’t. Not until our girl is safe.
“Then you have to unjam it. Fucking now.” I yell, realizing that barking at this man won’t accomplish anything.
Knox, the always level-headed one of our family, takes a deep breath before speaking.
“Let’s think. If we find her family, we will probably find her.”
I state the obvious, since Knox seems to have forgotten something important.
“We don’t know where they are. Remember? They burned their fucking property to the ground.”
Running a hand through his hair, he stares at me, eyes filled with annoyance.
“Yes, Carter, I fucking remember. Okay, who’s connected to her family?”
“St. Dymphna’s.” I breathe out, remembering the conversations after Kill got her out of the asylum about there being a link between Father Desjardins and the Prophet.
“Then we start there.” My brother says as Bones nods in agreement.
“Take Reaper, Raven, and Psycho with you. Kage and I will work with Benji and dig up what we can.”
Going back to that fucking place is something I didn’t want to do. Ever. But for her, I’ll fucking do it. There’s nothing I won’t do to get her back.
I’ll walk through those doors and face the ghosts of my past. The ones that still haunt me and show up in my nightmares. She’s the only person who has ever calmed the incessant storm living inside me, but he took her from us.
He didn’t just take my woman from me. Heather is so much more than that. She’s an angel—my angel.
She breathes life into me.
Makes me a little less broken.
More man than monster.
She’s my fucking everything.
The end and the beginning.
Without her—I won’t survive.
“Ready?” I ask as I glance at Reaper, Raven, Psycho, and Knox.
“Are people going to die?” Reaper asks, his eyes dark as coal, excitement dancing in his gaze as any serial killer's eyes would.
“In the most agonizing way possible. If I have to kill every person in that asylum to get to her, I will. With fucking pleasure.”
We say goodbye to Bones as he promises to keep in contact with any updates.
I get into the front seat with Psycho, and the rest of the guys get into the back.