“What the hell do you mean, Evan has Jessa?” Damien roared, glaring at Connor who was ignoring him, his whole attention on the computer screen in front of him.
When he’d gotten the call from Hunter he’d driven over to the safe house like a maniac, thankful there seemed to be few cops out this evening.
“How the hell did he get to her?”
“He kidnapped your sister-in-law and her husband,” Hunter explained.
“Used them as bait to lure Jessa out. She wasn’t stupid, she took Tiny as back-up.”
“So how is it that she’s now in a car with Evan?” Damien shouted.
“Evan moved quickly. Tiny was scouting the area when Evan shoved her in a car. He’s following them,” Connor said. “I’m tracking her necklace.”
Thank Christ he’d had the foresight to put a tracking device in her necklace.
“Have you track
