Chapter Thirty-Two
Russell
I glanced over at Paisley’s brother. “She’s at your family’s vacation place, and your friend is there. Why the f**k didn't you warn her about him?”
“He won't hurt her,” Ryder said quickly.
“Are you sure about that?” I was furious and strung tight with worry.
“Look, I know he won't hurt her,” he insisted.
“You better f*****g be right. Now, do you want me to call her back?”
“When did she leave the message?” he asked.
“Right as we were landing.”
“I don't want you to call if she's at the summer house.”
He was driving, and we were zooming down the highway. Ryder had insisted on driving because he knew where he was going. Even though I'd wanted to argue, he had a point.
“If she left around twenty minutes ago and was headed to pick up pizza, where would she b
