ZANE
My breath was harsh, my anger seething. Someone dared to do this to her.
I did a quick sweep of the place, of them. Nothing. No tattoos, no cell phone, nothing.
I pulled out my phone and took a quick picture of them.
No tattoos meant they weren't Lacoti's men or from any gang around. No cell phone meant I couldn't track who sent them.
I knew I should have had cameras installed in here. I thought to myself. I stared at Tessa's trembling form, her body was cut by the shards of glass. I carried her in my arms and headed straight for the car. She was now unconscious from the shock.
I started the car without a care that her blood would stain the leather of my car seat. Wouldn't be the first time it's tasted blood. Mine or someone else's.
I quickly dialed Rafael, he answered on the
