Ryder - Caveman Insticts Book Three(59)

We hadn’t heard from her father since he’d gone MIA. From what Divinity could gather, the Army had given him basket leave. With it getting close to three weeks since he’d been off the grid, I was starting to get worried myself, but then a flash of him being an arsehole, or a memory of what he’d done when we’d rescued Divinity would remind me he could take care of himself better than anyone I knew.

Arron had done his HSC and it was getting closer to Christmas. It was looking like Divinity and I would be having a Christmas wedding. At the moment, with how Divinity was, it would be held at the house. I needed to get her to leave. She needed some of the casts off. “Vixen, I know it’s safe here at home, but I promise it will be safe at the doctor’s. If you go today I will be with you the whole time, and Chad and Leo will be coming with us too.”

Her eyes went wide at the mention of leaving and she looked anywhere but at me and for a moment I hated myself for pushing her, but she needed to go. The doctor wasn’t willing to come to the house and take off casts no matter who I was.

“I…er. I think it’s best if the casts stay on longer.” She looked terrified. Her eyes were huge and her whole body seemed to shrink and her hands jittered.

I raised my brow. I knew she hated all the casts. “I promise I won’t leave your side. You’re safe with me. Nothing will happen. We will go from here straight to the doctor’s office and back home. Please, vixen.”

She nibbled on her bottom lip and her fingers played with the hem of her shirt. My heart sank. This wasn’t my feisty, full of life, take no shit woman. I swore if I ever got my hands-on X, I’d make him pay.

My mobile buzzed in my pocket and then rang. I ignored it, intent on getting Divinity to her appointment. It rang two more times before she sighed and I reached into my jeans pocket and pulled out my phone.

“Argh. Fine. Answer that call and I promise I will go to this damn appointment. Happy now?”

I was. If this would get her out of the house and on the road to leaving and being herself more, I’d answer the frigging phone. It rang again, the same number as the last couple of times and it was a number I didn’t recognize. I hesitated for a moment before answering. “Ryder Silverman here. Who—”

“Meet me at Richard’s club in fifteen.” And then the caller hung up. I knew who it was though, as soon as I heard the deep timbre of the voice. Eric. Finally. I called Richard right away to tell him to get to the club and to not respond if the alarms go off.

I turned to Divinity. I didn’t want to leave her and not have her go to the doctor, but I had a feeling this call was important, something to do with X. It could help Divinity with closure. “I have to go. That was your father. Now, you can stay here and wait for me to come with you when I get home, or you can go with Chad and Leo.”

Her big brown eyes turned a warm light chocolate color as a huge grin spread over her face. “I want to come with you.”

Resisting the urge to smile, I shook my head. “No. I don’t know what I’m going to yet. Wait.” I was ecstatic though, that she wanted to come. The Divinity I knew was still in there.

“No.” She glared at me and I couldn’t help the smile. I chuckled at her growl. “I can help. It’s my dad.”

“No way. How can you help with the casts on? If they were off sure you could.” I watched as the light in her eyes flashed as what I was saying sunk in.

She stalked towards me, all traces of the woman who was afraid to leave the house gone. “Fine,” she gritted out. “I’ll go get the casts off, but I’m going to meet you and Dad straight after.”

I was grinning like a loon and didn’t give a shit. “Deal.” She grabbed her purse from the bench and stormed as best she could with her casts out the front door to the waiting car that Chad drove.

I went and grabbed what I might need, got in my car, and was on my way. I made it to Richard’s club in record time and let myself in with a key and disabled the security system.

I didn’t know what I expected when I saw Eric, but it sure as shit wasn’t what I found. He strolled in like he didn’t have a care in the world, a body over his shoulder. Even from the middle of the club dance floor staring at the back entrance I could see the guy was in bad shape.

Eric made his way to me and paused to look me over. That’s when I noticed the guy was flung over the wrong way so he was facing up. But that’s not what had my mouth gaping open. Instead of having his hands tied together, there was a wicked looking knife skewering them together. The same had been done to his feet.