Sickness clawed as realization sank down deep. All the way to the bone.
It was one of his men who’d broken in here?
They’d been…watching us?
“I can tell by the way he’s acting that he’s getting foolish enough to think about double crossing me, and I think the two of you are the only thing that can remind him of the mistake he would be making.”
All the uncertainty and reservations had bled from his features.
In their place was malice.
Without hesitating, I turned on my heel and darted through the small space toward the door on the opposite side of the kitchen.
It was our only chance of escape.
I made it across the room, frantic as I tried to turn the deadbolt.
But he was already there, taking a fistful of my hair and yanking me back. I cried out, and Kayden wailed, and a second later he had Kayden ripped out of my arms and I was shoved to the floor. I landed hard on my hip. Pain fractured up my side, but I scrambled onto my hands and knees, ready to push to my feet, only I stalled out when I was met with the barrel of a gun.
Terror pinned me to the spot. A glacier that had frozen me over.
I looked up at him where he had my squirming son held against him in a vise grip.
The man who’d manipulated Ryder. One who’d manipulated me. Some random guy who’d talked me up in a bar.
And I knew. And I knew. He’d followed me that night. Used me. A pawn to be exacted whenever the time arose.
It was time that had just started for Ryder and me.
Time we never should have wasted.
Time I was terrified had just run out.
FORTY-SEVEN
RYDER
“You have to lie low, Ryder.”
Ezra’s voice barely cut into the mayhem that had infiltrated.
Heart and body and mind.
I couldn’t sit still. I kept raking my hands through my hair as I paced my shop, trying to calm the disorder. But it didn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t shake it.
Agitation ran through me on a circuit.
It’d been racing since the moment Dakota had left my house Friday night. It’d only grown into something insufferable after Caleb had texted to let me know she’d left the ranch to return home.
It wasn’t like I expected her to take up residence there, but fuck, I couldn’t stand the thought of her on her own right then.
Not when the evidence of how quickly things could go south was clear. The proof of it was in the fact my body was covered in bruises from that fucking metal rod. The left side of my face black and blue. The warning one of Dare’s men had issued in my ear.
But at least any time the subject of Dakota had ever come up between me and Dare, I’d maintained that she was just my best friend’s little sister. Played it off like she was more of a nuisance than anything because I couldn’t take the risk that he might know that she was more.
It left me sick that her staying at my house for the last couple weeks might have made it obvious.
“Fuck, it was stupid for me to insist that she come to my place,” I spat, pacing the other direction.
I should have known.
I should have fucking known.
It was the whole reason I’d stayed away from her for all these years.
“We have two days until this goes down, Ryder, and you need to keep your shit together between now and then.” Leaning forward, Ezra clasped his hands together where he sat on a metal chair at one of the desks. He’d been trying to talk some sense into me for the last hour when there was no sense to be found.
Worry hunted me. Stalked me. But it was me who felt like the beast.
“The best thing Dakota can do right now is return to her normal routine,” Ezra said. “Go home. Work the restaurant. If you don’t want to draw more attention to her, then you have to stop giving it to her.”
I bit out a sound of disgust. “It’s not like she wants anything to do with me, anyway.”
And I deserved it. Deserved it after what I’d done.
“You kept something from her that was huge, Ryder. Something that she’s likely feeling guilty for. You need to give her time to process through it and understand why you did it. And you need this time away from her. We can’t afford this thing falling apart.”
“And if Dare already knows?”
Ezra blew out a sigh. “Dare’s going down, Ryder. You know this. When you came to me, the DEA had already been watching him for two years. You just gave them the extra evidence to make this happen sooner. He’s not getting away with any of this. We just need to see this through so you’re safe from the fallout. Make sure you’re on the right side of it.”