Chapter 8Jase pressed the gas pedal, driving as fast as was safe to Gavin’s house. Adrenaline pumped through his body, and his mind tore through possibilities, but he still couldn’t figure out what the hell could’ve happened. Dread washed over him, all his thoughts dark ones.
He flew out of his car, ran to the front door, and knocked as he pushed the door open. Kiefer and Gavin’s voices came from the kitchen. Shaun wasn’t there.
“What’s going on?” Jase asked, too affected by the call to waste time saying hello.
“Not a clue,” Kiefer said.
“Where is Shaun? He should be here already. Where the f**k was he when he called?” Jase couldn’t keep the f-bombs from flying. The mixture of anger and fear ravaging through him had taken control.
“Not sure. But he’ll be here soon,” Kiefer mumbled. “H
