“My unconscious deputy currently in the ER would indicate they were indeed that stupid,” Zeke snapped furiously, his hands forming fists at his side. “Before he lost consciousness, he told the nurses he was moving to intercept Harmony when someone got him from behind. He was found in the East Parking lot ten minutes ago. Thankfully, they didn’t kill him. Somebody just stun gunned the guy. He didn’t get a visual,” he growled, pacing back and forth in the small bathroom. Glancing at the mirror again, he seethed. “Don’t be angry! Honor wrote that part,” he shouted, gesturing toward the mirror. “That’s her fucking handwriting. She wrote me a message that says not to get angry! I swear to God, once I get her back, she’s not gonna sit for a fucking week. I’m gonna kill this son of a bitch, Jake. He’s mine,” he bit out, glaring at Tanner’s name on the mirror.
“Not if I get to him first,” Jake growled coldly. “But I’m not gonna split hairs over who pulls the trigger as long as the motherfucker goes down. For good, this time.”
“Zeke already ordered the hospital to turn over the security footage they have of the parking lot,” Ice shared with Jake calmly. “We should have it any minute now. Hopefully, we’ll get a make and model of the vehicle the girls were taken in and then we can move from there.”
Unable to tear his eyes away from the hastily written message, Jake shook his head, barely hearing Ice’s words much less comprehending them. “He threatened her with Heaven, Zeke. He had to have; it’s the only thing that would have convinced her to take this kind of risk. There’s no way Harmony would put Honor in harm’s way if he hadn’t held something big over her.” He was going to kill Tanner for this. If it took the rest of his life, he’d send that bastard to hell where he belonged. He tried not to imagine the fear that Harmony and Honor would be experiencing right now. When he did, he couldn’t think, and if he was gonna get them back alive, his mind needed to remain unclouded by emotion. Tamping down on the fear, he forced himself to focus on the Sheriff.
“Harmony couldn’t have stopped her, Stone,” Zeke declared with a negative shake of his dark head, taking deep breaths to keep from putting his fist through the mirror. “I know Honor almost as well as I know myself. There’s no way she would have let her sister face that bastard on her own no matter how scared she was.”
Jake hear Ice assure them that they would get the ladies back, then turned as he heard a deep voice call his name from the doorway. He found himself facing the concerned gaze of Abel and Cain’s father, Seth. “Yeah?” he asked gruffly.
“Margaret wants you boys back in the waiting room double time,” Seth informed them quickly, sweeping his eyes over the men. “She’s been clickin’ on that newfangled computer of hers and says to tell you that she’s got a lead. She thinks she knows the direction the girls have been taken.”
“Thank fuck.” Jacob whispered and felt a flash of hope warm his heart. Harmony had told him a lot about Margaret Winstead in the last few days and he could heartily admit she’d be a good woman to have on their side right now. Beyond being extremely wealthy and having connections he could never dream about having, Maggie was a whiz with computers. Hopefully, she’d found something to at least give them a starting point.
“Dad, did you find Jake?” Jake heard Abel shout from the hallway, his footsteps growing closer.
“Yeah, Jake and the boys are still in here,” Seth returned over his shoulder, holding the door open for his son.
Abel hit the restroom door at the same time Zeke swung around to face them. “She got something good?” he asked, pinning Abel with a look that promised he’d be unamused if he wasted his time.
Nodding, Abel jerked his head toward the waiting room. “She’s waiting for you. Patience is with her, and even stoned off her ass, she realizes what’s happening and is about two seconds from finding somebody to launch a nuclear bomb over the town. The only thing stopping her is Mags promising she can find them.”
“I wanna see what she’s got. Let’s go, Zeke,” Jake said with a measured look toward the tense sheriff.
Filing out of the bathroom, the men trudged into the waiting room, forming a loose circle around Maggie as she tapped furiously on her iPad, her fingers flying against the keys faster than Jake had ever seen anybody move as Patience and Faith sat on either side of her, staring over her shoulder at the screen. “Seth and Abel said you’ve got something, Maggie,” he interrupted the redhead gruffly.