Jessy tried to yell, but Jagger’s hand was covering her mouth. “No, someone might hear the gunshot and come running. Let’s get out of here.”
“Yeah, this whole town is full of law enforcement.” The guy looked around and led them to a dark mid-sized car. Jagger opened the door and threw her in the back seat. “We’re going home, Jessy, for good. You’re lucky I don’t feel like going to look for your sweet little sister. She would be fun for my men.”
Jessy swallowed down her fear and watched the two men get in the front seat and start the car. She had to get help, but no one was around. She felt an overwhelming sense of panic. Shit, if they left town with her she would never see Lincoln or her sister again. She would rather die than be raped by Jagger. She spotted Matt and Jocelyn walking by holding hands. Matt’s eyes connected with her and she made the sign for call with her fingers, hoping that seeing her in a car with two strange men would make him wonder where Lincoln was. He kept walking, and all she could do was pray and try to figure a way out of this.
* * * *
Lincoln felt someone shake him. He groaned. Shit, why did his head hurt again? He was all healed from his concussion. Then he noticed his bed was hard and it hurt. “What the hell?”
He opened his eyes and sat up. His brother and Matt stood over him, looking worried and angry.
“Son of a bitch. Someone hit me, again,” he muttered. “I am going to start kicking some asses if I have to spend another night in that hospital.”
Abel stared at him with worry. “You’re okay. It took us a minute to wake you up. An ambulance is on the way.”
“Jessy?” He felt his throat swell up with fear as he realized she wasn’t standing there with them.
“Jagger took her.” Abel helped him up. “Matt here got the license plate and called me. We’re blocking all the roads leading out of town. They won’t get out of Brook Hollow.”
“What are we waiting for?” Lincoln growled, feeling pissed off. He promised to protect her and he failed. He never saw the hit coming. Damn cowards got him from behind. He was pissed as hell.
“You’re in no shape, bro,” Abel told him. “My men are all over this. Dad and Gavin are watching the girls at home. Jagger will not get past them. You need to get that thick skull checked out. This is the second hit it took.”
“Bullshit,” Lincoln snapped. “I am not sitting in some ambulance while Jessy is out there with that asshole. We can’t let them get out of this town. Jagger will kill her and you know it.”
Abel relented after seeing how serious his brother was. “Fine, ride with me.”
They thanked Matt and jumped in Abel’s car. Abel headed for the roadblock, speaking into the radio with his officers.
“I failed her Abel.” Lincoln let out his breath, trying to not concentrate on his headache. His heart was racing and his chest hurt. “I promised her she would not have to face that asshole again and he has her.”
“We’ll get him before he has a chance to hurt her,” Abel said with confidence. “We have the description of the car. My men are waiting and ready.”
Lincoln prayed harder than he ever prayed before. He couldn’t lose her now. They had not had enough time to make a life together. They had to rescue her or die trying.
Chapter Seventeen
“These small town pigs had the balls to make a roadblock,” the driver said with laughter. Three cars blocked the road along with some wooden barriers. “I can crash through those wimpy barriers.”
Jessy shivered and saw the flashing blue and red lights up ahead. She prayed for Lincoln. She hoped he was okay and someone found him. She couldn’t lose him when she just found him.
“They’re not going to let you through. Might as well stop,” Jessy told them.
“Shut up, bitch.” Jagger glared at her. She could see the sweat on his forehead. He was scared but trying not to show it. “I want out of this pokey little town. Couldn’t even have fun at the stupid bar last night.”
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“You messed with that blonde chick, boss,” the driver reminded him. Jessy was so glad she had quit or he would have found her sooner.
“How was I supposed to know she had a huge fucking boyfriend?” Jagger shrugged carelessly. “I showed him who was boss before those bouncers threw us out. I broke his nose.”
Jessy tried the door handle but it was locked. There went her idea of jumping out. He couldn’t be going more than thirty or so.
“Speed up?” The driver asked Jagger. Jagger cocked his gun back and laughed with glee. “Slow down and pretend to give up. When they come to the window they will start eating bullets. I can’t wait to get back home. This town sucks.”
The driver just laughed, too. Jessy recognized Sam and Gage, two officers she had met since moving here. Sam’s wife was pregnant with their first child. Gage had been nice to her. She couldn’t let Jagger murder them in cold blood.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. Here goes nothing.