Can't Fight It - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,73
them about Hollis. I explain the events of that night just as she had to me. Chase and Harrison sit quietly and listen, but I can tell from the expressions on their faces they are just as concerned as I am. “So, yeah,” I say when I’m finished. “That’s what’s been going on.”
“So, there have been no actual threats?” Harrison clarifies.
“No. Just messages through her website saying he found her, and he’s coming for her, those kinds of things. No physical threats of harm. Not yet.”
“Fucking dirty cop,” Chase mutters.
“I made a call to my old command sergeant. I had to leave him a message. They’re out in field training until Monday.”
“You called in the Army?” Harrison asks, eyes wide.
“Damn right, I did. I gave years of my life to this country, and if my family is in trouble, I’m calling in the best.”
“Can you do that?” Harrison asks, surprised.
“I don’t know,” I admit. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration. “I don’t know if they can help, but maybe they can give me the contact of a person we know we can trust that can. Honestly, I’m reaching, and I know it. It’s the best I can do. The local police won’t do anything. There is no imminent threat, and the incident in question happened states away. There is really nothing to go on unless she goes back.”
“She might have to, Colt. How else are we going to lure this guy out?”
“Fuck, I don’t know. I don’t know. I’ve been wracking my brain trying to figure this out, and I’m coming up empty.”
“Our wives and kids?” Harrison asks.
“Safe. Just be on alert. Check the doors at night, all those things.” I stop and take a deep breath. “Look, if this is too much, I can step away from the gym for a while. I don’t want to bring this asshole down on you and your families, but Hollis, she’s my family now. I protect those I love.”
“What can we do?” Chase asks.
“Nothing. Not right now. Just be aware. Talk to Gabby and Gwen, make them aware. Hollis might tell them today at Mom and Dad’s. I’m not sure.”
“When you know, you let us know,” Harrison says. “We’ll do whatever we can to keep her safe.”
“Thank you. I just hate not really knowing what we’re dealing with. Her best friend, Tina, still lives there. I might have Hollis reach out to her, maybe have her visit the shelter, and see if anyone has been asking around about Hollis. I just don’t know where to start.”
“Has she received anymore messages?” Chase asks.
“No. Not in the last few days, which is a good thing. At least I hope it is.” I really don’t know what to think at this point. I feel like we’re going to be looking for a needle in a haystack unless this guy has found her and makes himself known, or if we put her in plain sight, making her easy to find. I’m not okay with either scenario. I just hope Sergeant Jones can give me some insight and guidance or a contact. Something.
My phone rings, and it’s Hollis. I hit Accept and place the phone to my ear. “Hollis,” I greet her. Chase and Harrison freeze to listen to my conversation.
“Hey, I just wanted to let you know we made it. Milo fell asleep on the way over. He’s sleeping in his room here at your mom’s place now.”
“Good.” I nod and give Chase and Harrison a thumbs up, letting them know everything is okay. “Have a good day.”
“You too. I’ll see you at home?”
“Yeah. Text me before you leave?”
“Oh, wait.” I hear her pull the phone away from her ear and talk, but I can’t make out what she’s saying or who she’s talking to. “Colt, your mom says that the three of you need to come here once you’re finished today. She’s going to have dinner ready.”
I chuckle. My mother is one of a kind. “Okay. I’ll let the guys know. I’ll call you when we’re on our way.”
“Sounds good.” The line goes dead.
“Well, it looks like we’ve all been summoned by Mom. Once we finish the staff education training today, she wants us all there. She told Hollis she would have dinner ready.”
“I’m in. My wife and daughter are there, and no way am I going to pass up your mother’s cooking,” Harrison says, rubbing his stomach.
“Let’s get this over with. I’m ready for some good eating.” Chase smacks his hand