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A deep throbbingat Toth’s temples cinched his skull together. The smell of dust swarmed him and cold cement chilled his cheek.
The shrill cry of his name echoed in the chambers of his mind. The panic in the voice struck a chord in his heart, forcing him out of a state of unconsciousness.
Sav.
She was in danger. They’d gotten to her—all because of him. Anger fissured through him. If they touched her, he’d tear them apart.
“He’s alive. Grab him.” Rough arms seized his biceps and hauled him to stand.
Toth jerked out of their hold. The action made him teeter from the balls of his feet to his toes, but he stayed standing. A gush of wakefulness pinged inside his head. “Where is she?”
Mark smirked. “Gone.”
Something snapped inside him. He lunged at Mark, closing his hand around his throat. Mark grappled at Toth’s hold with his good hand. Using all his strength, Toth crushed his fingers together. Something popped inside Mark’s throat.
“Let him go.” Frank aimed a gun at him. Toth yanked Mark in front of him just as Frank fired.
Crack,crack!
Mark’s back jolted against Toth’s chest as two bullets entered him.
Frank shouted, and horror crossed his face. Toth threw Mark to the ground and charged at Frank. He gripped the guy’s shirt and threw him to the concrete floor. The gun skittered out of his hold as Frank’s back connected with cement, making a sickening sound.
Toth pulled back his fist and jabbed Frank in the mouth. Blood sprayed from his already split lip and a dazed look crossed his face. Rage made Toth draw back his hand again, but he didn’t let loose.
Frank was the only person who could tell him where they’d taken Sav.
“Where is she?” he demanded again.
Frank shook his head. “I don’t fucking know!”
Toth delivered another punch to his face. The back of Frank’s head banged off the floor and he groaned. His eyes rolled in his head, and impatience gripped Toth’s sanity.
They were wasting time. He leaned over and grabbed the discarded gun then pinned Frank’s hand to the floor.
“No, no,” Frank said, jerking with alarm.
A steadying calm settled over Toth’s nerves. He’d slaughter every sonofabitch who stood in his way. “Tell me what you know.”
CHAPTER 24
“Let me go!”Savannah cried, as her captor whooshed out the back exit of her father’s warehouse.
Intense fear sucked the moisture from her mouth, and hysterical gulps punctuated her breathing.
The brick building that had always seemed like a fortress, a place safe and intimidating to anyone who knew who owned it, filled her vision. Now a man carried her from it while her father and Toth, the strongest and most capable men in her life, bled out inside.
No one was coming to her aid. No more shots were being fired, none of her father’s off-duty men were running her way. Just... silence.
Beep,beep
A car door unlocked and then the sound of a trunk opening reached her ears. Terror coated her skin in its cold film. “Help!” she shrieked. “Someone help!”
The man swung her through the air. Her back connected with the floor of the trunk, but before she could retaliate, he wrestled her onto her stomach. She kicked and squirmed, but he leaned inside, placing his knee between her shoulder blades. His clawlike fingers captured her wrists and wound duct tape around them, tying them together behind her back.
A rough cloth sack was rammed down over her head, blocking her vision. He gave her one last shove with his knee, driving her chest into the floor and forcing the air from her lungs.
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