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When , I wasn’t even surprised What did surprise me was the unknown number that scrolled across the screen Normally, I wouldn’t have answered it, telemarketers irritated the hell out ofto miss that call

“Eastwood,” I answered, tucking the phone between my shoulder and face so I could wipe off my hands

“Woody,” the caller replied It had been a long fucking time since I’d heard that familiar rasp

I hadn’t left Oregon on good terhter Cecilia, but we’d crossed paths a few times when I’d been out to visit It was impossible to avoid each other at the clubhouse, and while I’d left that life behind, I hadn’t lost the respect I had for the men who’d stepped in and helped raise on, I tried to stop by and say hello They deserved that h, and as soon as I heard his voice, I knew there was only one reason he’d be calling

“Is she okay?” I asked, getting up fro on, I went straight to the house, locking the garage behind me as he started to speak

“Won’t ask how you know I’ about Cecilia,” he replied drolly “She called o, said she’s hidin’ in a house that just got shot up Doesn’t kno many men are there, doesn’t know if they’ve left, doesn’t know shit, just that she’s in a fuckin’ closet scared outta her mind”

“She told you she was scared?” I asked as nausea burned in my stomach

“Hell, no,” he said grimly “But I know my kid We’re on our way down—”

“Everyone?” I asked as I jogged down the hallway to un safe

“Just me, Farrah and Cam,” Casper replied “CeeCee didn’t want everyone knowin’, so we’ve kept it between us We need the boys, I’ll let them know Far as I can tell, any of the heavy liftin’ will have to be done by soet there until tomorrow” He didn’t sound happy about that fact, and I couldn’t blaency thrummed under my skin and she wasn’t my kid

“That’s where I coear out of the safe

“That’s where you come in,” he confirmed “You in town?”

“Just got in two days ago,” I replied “Good ti”

“Yeah, no shit,” he said with a huff “And thank fuck for that I tried my other contacts—one’s in the wind and the other is vacationing in fuckin’ Tahoe”

“I got this,” I muttered “Where’s she at?”

“She dropped a fuckin’ dot on her phone You knohat that means?”

“A pin?” I asked, surprised that I could feel a frantic at the same time

“Yeah That Sent it to Cam’s phone He’ll send it to you”

“That works,” I said as I stripped out of my jeans and flannel