His intestine clenched.

May it’s what he’d been on the lookout for this entire time?

He barely stored himself from working out into the road in entrance of a passing automotive.

As quickly because the sedan drove by, he dashed into the closest lane. He crouched by the stain.

Oil. From the identical van?

He hoped so.

Sliding again into his pickup, he took off at a a lot slower tempo than his itching muscle tissue needed him to go. However he couldn’t miss the path. If there was one.

He drove over the streak of oil, his gaze pushing forward, looking for extra.

One other streak slashed the pavement.

“Sure.” He pumped a clenched fist within the air.

Extra oil marks marked a path he adopted for the remainder of the block.

Till he reached an intersection. No cease signal or gentle. However which means had they gone?

He slowed, in all probability annoying the driving force of the grey sedan behind him.

Wait. Appeared like a trickle of fluid on the road to the correct.

He whipped the wheel to show onto the highway. He adopted the path of oil for an additional two blocks.

Then it stopped.

No. It couldn’t cease. Not but. Not till he discovered Nevaeh.

Frustration rose from his abdomen to his chest as he pulled right into a driveway of a parking zone for a financial institution, then backed out to reverse path.

He lifted his gaze this time, now not preserving it locked on the highway as he headed for the place he’d seen the final oil spill.

A pair shops. A bar. Restaurant.

And an alley.

Or was {that a} driveway?

He slowed and pulled into the drive he’d mistaken for an alley earlier than.

It was lengthy sufficient he couldn’t see what it led to from the highway.

However as he drove slightly farther in, a big constructing met his gaze. A warehouse. Appeared outdated, which defined why it was an anomaly hidden behind extra modern-looking buildings that housed newer companies.

Adrenaline seeped into his veins. This may very well be it. The proper place to cover a kidnapping sufferer. No less than for a short while.

He scanned the parking zone that expanded out from the driveway and lined the entrance of the warehouse. He wanted a spot to park his Silverado the place it wouldn’t be noticed.

4 autos parked in stalls alongside the constructing. Possibly hidden in plain sight was the best way to go.

He pulled up between a black sedan and a silver SUV. He dropped out of the pickup, leaving the driving force’s door to relaxation towards the body.

If the abductors had been right here, no have to carry all of them down on him without delay due to a door slamming.

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