King drove the back roads like an Indy pro – he barely slowed down for the curves or bumps, barely paused at crossroads. It was pre-dawn and the roads were deserted… the fuckers had certainly chosen a lonely spot to kill Gabi. Nobody would hear her; nobody would stumble across her. Her body would never have been found, King was sure of it.
Aidan was still silent, and King risked taking his eyes off the road to glance at the other man. He hadn’t said one word since they’d left an unconscious Ace with Honey, and he sat there now, his face a terrifying blank.
“Aidan?”
The blond head turned towards him. “Yeah?”
“You doing OK, man?”
“No.”
King took a big breath just as his cell beeped. “Check it, OK? The guys might already be up there.”
Aidan opened the text and gave a grim smile. “Knox
