“Oh, okay. Good thought.” I punch within the identify of the non-public airport, and a bunch of potential routes come up.

Essentially the most direct route down the freeway is nearly all marked in purple.

Kol glances at it. “Have to be an accident. Let’s hope that’s the route they took.”

He selects the quickest route, which works across the freeway all collectively, and punches the fuel.

After we attain the airport, Preston’s airplane continues to be there. I actually don’t know if it’s an excellent or a foul factor.

“What in the event that they’re not headed right here? What if he…” I can’t even end the phrases.

“He’s coming right here. He most likely bought caught on the freeway. No approach he’d kidnap her and depart his airplane ready so that you can uncover. He has to know you’d discover out it was him straight away. It’s not such as you wouldn’t have seen that Anabelle disappeared. This airplane is the one head begin that he has.”

He’s proper. Realizing that makes me really feel slightly higher. Not quite a bit, however slightly.

“What’s the plan?” I ask Kol when he parks across the again of one of many hangars.

“Is dependent upon what you wish to do with Preston. You intend on calling the authorities on him?” Kol seems to be throughout the dim automobile at me.

I arch an eyebrow and provides him a glance that will get throughout my intentions.

“All proper then. He’ll have workers on his airplane. Except we plan on taking all of them out, we have to ambush him earlier than they get that far.”

“What concerning the single lane in?” I say.

He nods. “That’s our greatest wager. If I park my automobile on an angle there and elevate the hood prefer it’s damaged down, the motive force must cease as a result of he gained’t be capable of get previous. You and I can wait within the ditches on both facet of the street. As quickly because the limo stops, we hop up, open the doorways, and hope the factor of shock is in our favor.”

Fuck. I squeeze my eyes shut for a second. A lot might go fallacious with this plan. However what possibility do now we have?

“If the doorways are locked, which they most likely shall be, hit the window arduous with the butt of this.” He opens the glove field and pulls out a gun. “Don’t shoot it. The home windows shall be blacked out, and we do not know the place Anabelle is sitting.”

I nod, taking the gun from him. “You’ve gotten one among these for your self?”

He grins. “In fact.” Then he reaches down close to his ankle and pulls a gun from a holster there.

Kol places the automobile again in drive and drives to the place we talked about, parking it in order that it’s blocking the doorway.

“Prepared?” he asks.

“Greater than,” I say and push open the door.

Concern threatens to overhaul me as I lie stomach-down within the ditch together with the street, half lined with muddy water and rain pelting my face. Not worry for myself, however for what Anabelle is likely to be experiencing proper now.

I power it away in favor of the trend that’s like a scorching coal in my stomach.

Sufficient time passes that I’m wondering if we bought it fallacious, if Preston isn’t coming again right here. Simply once I start to surrender hope, I hear the hum of a automobile engine over the sound of the rain.

I don’t dare peek to see if I’m proper, as an alternative ready till it will get nearer. After I hear the automobile strategy, then the slight whine of brakes and the sound of the engine operating modifications, solely then do I elevate my head to verify it’s a limo.

It’s.

Like a shot, I burst up out of the ditch. One fast tug on the door deal with of the automobile tells me it’s locked. With each little bit of power I’ve, I smash the butt of the gun in opposition to the window, and it shatters. I hear the window on the opposite facet of the automobile do the identical.

Preston is on my facet, and earlier than he can flip the gun on his lap in my course, I attain in and smash his head in opposition to the door. It stuns him sufficient that I can hit the unlock button, then swing the door open.

I yank him out and throw him on the pavement. He’s nonetheless surprised, blinking up on the rain and possibly questioning what the hell simply occurred. I’m on him right away. My hand is at his throat, the gun at his temple.

“You dare to the touch what’s mine!” I shout over the rain. I fist his collar, pull him up, and pummel the again of his head in opposition to the street.

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