Fury (Savage MC-Tennessee 4)

“Fuck.”

“The good news is he’s still in the same city. The bad news is he can be anywhere downtown. I shudder to think how many hotels are in downtown Phoenix.”

“That’s not enough to go on. Damn it, Scorpion, I need something to track this sack of shit,” I growl.

“What about credit cards?” Ellie suggests. “Dawn has a couple and they’d probably use hers. I don’t think Glenna has a card. She was in bad shape financially. I remember her and Dawn fighting over the bills Dawn was having to pay.”

“You hear what she said, Scorp?”

“Yeah, you’re going to have to give me a bit. This could take some time unless she knows the credit card information,” he replies.

“Do you have her credit card info, Ice?”

“No,” she says, the tears threatening to intensify again. “I know she has a Visa…I don’t know the other. Discover maybe? I don’t know, Liam.”

“I’ll work with that and expand. Give me thirty,” Scorpion mutters. I can hear keys on a keyboard being typed on furiously. I know he’s trying, but I don’t have time to wait.

“Make it ten and call me back on my cellphone, we’re heading downtown,” I growl.

“You expect miracles,” Scorpion mutters.

I hang up and I don’t even have to look to know all eyes are on me.

“Let’s load up. We’ll head downtown and start checking out hotels. Scorpion will call when he gets more information,” I tell them, helping Ellie to her feet.

“Ellie, you need—”

“Don’t even try it. I’m going with you. This is my sister,” she says, and I smile because even terrified, my girl still has a backbone of steel. My brothers are already outside and I hear their rental start up. Ellie and I quickly follow, piling into the back of the SUV.

“We have to find this motherfucker,” Devil growls as Rebel peels out of the drive, barely avoiding careening into Ellie’s car.

“We will,” I tell him.

I just hope it’s not too late.EllieI’ve never been more terrified in my life. The ride downtown is silent and full of tension and even though I’m not crying any longer, I’m still terrified.

“Do you know of hotels down here that Dawn would choose?” Rebel asks.

“No. She’s not really the type to go to hotels,” I murmur, flinching when Devil lets out an annoyed breath. I know he’s disappointed and mad. I wish I could magically just know, but I don’t.

“This is all my fault. I should have insisted that Dawn give me all the information. I asked, but she just told me to mind my own business. She let me ask you to run a check on him, and I figured once he got the all clear…”

“It’s not your fault, Ice. It’s mine. I should have demanded a picture or something,” Liam says, his voice sounding bleak as we wait in traffic for a light change.

“I’m fucking tired of how this son of a bitch is always one step ahead of us,” Devil growls, slamming his fist down so hard against the car door that I worry the window will fall down.

The loud sound of Liam’s phone ringing makes me jump. We all look at him as he raises his phone and answers it, leaving the call on speakerphone so we can all hear.

“Speak,” he barks.

“No card activity under Dawn’s name, Wolf’s, or the Glenna girl.”

“Fuck. Why did you waste time running Wolf’s anyway? He’s not stupid,” Devil snarls.

“No stone unturned and all that shit,” Scorpion replies.

“Big fucking lot of good that does us. I guess we’re checking out more hotels,” Rebel mutters, cutting into another lane.

We’ve already checked two hotels while waiting for Scorpion to call back. There’s been no sign of my sister. I lay my head on Liam’s chest, trying not to feel like it’s hopeless and we’re already too late.

I’m afraid we are though.

“Well it’s a good thing I am thorough assholes, because on a hunch I ran one Reginald Cleary’s info and two days ago at the Hotel Palomar downtown, ol’ Reggie rented a suite.”

“Why in the fuck didn’t you just say that?” Liam demands, but before Scorpion can reply he hangs up.

“Take this exit,” I yell at Rebel. “It will be the quickest route to the hotel and miss most of the traffic.”

Rebel does as I ask and we are at the backside of the hotel in no time.

“There’s valet parking in the front,” I tell him. But he’s already coming to a stop.

Everyone is jumping out and I’m with them. Liam looks back at me, but I shake my head no. There’s no way that I’m being left behind. I can see he’s torn, but he knows better than to ask me to do that.

We sprint to the front door and I somehow make it to the front desk first.

“Reginald Cleary’s room?” I ask, my voice sounding weird and frantic even to my own ears.