Page 64 of Crave

“Wait.” Gabe charged forward as Carven started to turn. “I’m going with you.”

“Gabe.” I snarled through clenched teeth.

But my little brother didn’t hesitate, just yanked open the passenger’s door and climbed inside.

I glared at Carven.

Motherfucker.

“I don’t think this is a good idea.” Jude muttered as I turned.

“And what part of any of this is?” I strode to my car, yanked open the door and climbed inside.

My damn hands were shaking as dust kicked up in a cloud in my rearview mirror as Jude climbed in. I started the engine, backed out and accelerated, catching up to the four-wheel drive before he made it out of the gate.

“What shrink is he talking about? And can we even trust him? I thought dad said London St. James was a man he didn’t like?”

I clenched my fist around the wheel and pushed the accelerator harder as the Explorer picked up pace, taking us back toward the city.

“This isn’t good.” Jude murmured in the start next to me.

I didn’t look his way. Just kept on driving as we headed onto the on-ramp and headed toward home. But we weren’t going home, instead we tore past our street and pulled into a cul-de-sac about four streets down, leaving the Explorer to pull up outside the house.

The front door opened and London St. James strode out, glancing my way instantly.

Don’t trust him. My father’s words resonated in my head. That man and his sons are dangerous.

He looked every bit as dangerous now as he rounded the car and opened the rear door. My gut clenched in warning as he leaned inside.

Don’t you dare touch her.I clenched my jaw and stabbed the button, killing the engine before climbing out. It was barelyseconds, still it was long enough for London to pull my sister from the car and head inside.

“Hey!”I called out.

But St. James never stopped, just strode inside, leaving Carven to cut me a glare and follow along with Gabe. Sonovabitch. I slammed the car door behind me and headed for the house, taking the two steps before I entered the open door and headed inside the one house I never expected to step a foot inside.

“London?” A female called out.

“In here.” He answered, striding along the hall.

From the left a woman came rushing toward me, casting me a glare before following London to what looked like a study. Gabe stood against the desk, his eyes wide as he watched them.

“Is she conscious?” The woman asked as London lowered her to the sofa in the middle of the room.

“Owned. Daughter.”Angelica murmured. “No, please mom. Don’t tell them.”

I stepped inside watching the woman bend down, brush her hair away and lift her gaze to London. “We need Kane.”

“I already called him.” London took a step backwards, leaving the woman who was his wife to tend to her. “He’s on his way. Do you know her?”

She shook her head, then jerked a glare at me. “What did you do?”

“Nothing.” I snarled.

“Don’t fucking lie.” Gabe croaked. His stare shell-shocked as he looked my way.

“What did you do to her?” London’s wife snarled and rounded the sofa.

“Vivienne.” He warned.