Misfit(256)
“Fuck!” Cash thought about all the places she could be. Not many. Outlaw’s house, Johnnie’s or Zoann’s, if she wasn’t at her apartment, the club, or Cash’s house. Their conversation this morning came back to him…Fuck. She wouldn’t. Kendall? Would she find her way to Kendall for a visit? “I know where she might be. Give me a few minutes and I’ll call you back.”
“Okay.”
Hanging up, he shook his head. Fee was a Donovan. Outlaw’s sister. Those Caldwells and Donovans had a certain gene that made them reckless. He’d told her Kendall’s location and Cash would bet the fucking farm that’s where Fee was.
He dialed Kendall’s number.
“Cash?”
“Yeah, Kendall. I hate to disturb you, but I need to speak to Fee.” He didn’t ask if she was there, certain that she was.
“She left hours ago. She should’ve been home by now.” Concern laced her tone. “Have you tried Meggie?”
“No,” he lied, not wanting to upset Kendall when she was so far away from everyone, considering all she’d gone through, even if she’d caused most of it.
“I’ll call there. Thanks.” He hung up before she responded or he let the truth slip. Fee was missing.
Heaving in a deep breath to calm his fear, Cash walked to the refrigerator and got a beer out, then took a long swallow. Before calling Meggie and alerting Outlaw, he’d try Fee one more time.
This time, he got an answer.
“Who the fuck is this?” The enraged male voice blasted through her phone.
“Who the fuck is this?” Cash blared back.
“Help me!” Fee cried. “Counts has me. Help me, Cash. Please.”
“Shut the fuck up, Ophelia,” Counts barked.
“You’re a walking dead motherfucker,” Cash snarled, already moving, grabbing his keys and running out of the apartment, fury competing with fear.
“She’s a current dead bitch.”
Gunfire and a scream made Cash’s blood run cold before the line went dead.
“I want some pussy, Megan.”
It disappointed Christopher to walk into their bedroom to find her still dressed. He would’ve thought she’d be waiting for him after the way she teased the fuck out of him over dinner and in the den, wearing a short fucking dress and bending over when they were alone to tease him with hints of pussy hairs.
“Cash called while I was putting Ryder down,” she said. “Ten minutes ago. He’s looking for Fee. Have you talked to her today?”
Christopher halted, his hard dick deflating at the worry in Megan’s voice. “Ain’t she at Bitsy?”
“She left Christopher. Three days ago.”
Why didn’t he know that? Oh, yeah, because he’d acted like a dickhead and pushed her away.
“She ain’t visitin’ one of her fuckin’ friends,” he persisted, refusing to make the jump that something fucked-up was going on.
“I don’t know. Cash said not to worry. He’s at her apartment, waiting for her and she hasn’t come home. She won’t answer her phone. I’ve tried her, too.”
So Cash was staying with her. Christopher didn’t have the energy to be angry.
“Lemme call Stretch, baby. I’ll have him track her.” As he pulled his phone out of his cut, it rang. Cash’s name came across the screen. “This Cash right now,” he said, and answered. “You got my sister?”
“Noah has her.”
Those three words stopped Christopher’s world. “What the fuck you mean?”
“He has her, Outlaw.”
“Fuck. I’m on my way to the clubhouse. Stretch gonna track her—”
“I love her,” Cash interrupted in a monotone. “We love her. We can’t lose her. Outlaw—”
“Shut the fuck up, Cash. I ain’t much carin’ no more. I’ma still kick the fuck outta you for disobeyin’ me, but I just want my little sister back.”
“Outlaw—”
“Hang this motherfucker up,” Christopher yelled. “Take your balls in your hand and pull your motherfuckin’ ass together. Meet me at the club.”
Christopher didn’t give Cash a chance to respond. He hung up himself, then turned to Megan. “Noah got Fee,” he said, holding his shit together by a thread. “I gotta…Fuck, Megan!”
She stood on her tiptoes and hugged him. “You’ll get her back.”
“Megan, I was so fuckin’ fucked up to her. Now, suppose I ain’t able to make it up to her?”
Never mind what she’d done to him, she’d begged his forgiveness, but he hadn’t wanted to listen. This was his fault. He hadn’t even put a guard detail at her place. He tensed. Now, she was gone.