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The drive to Sarepta took so long, Colt thought he might go out of his mind with worry about Rose.
Who was he kidding? He had already gone insane within the first few minutes of the car ride, unable to keep his thoughts from Rose and imagining what Jared Chalke was doing to her. Every second Rose wasn’t back safe in his arms, was another second that she spent with Chalke.
The thought was enough to make Colt sick to his stomach.
“Turn here,” Walker instructed Sawyer--who was driving Walker’s Escalade--from the backseat.
Colt pulled himself back to the here and now as Sawyer turned on to a new street, his eyes scoping out the lots of the recently constructed houses as they passed. The farther they drove without seeing any signs of the sheriff or Chalke, the more tightly wound Colt be
