Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,63
on,” I yelled, briskly walking toward Morgan and Tag, pointing at the prospect. “Watch her and keep your hands to yourself.” Then I looked to my cousin. “Stay here. I’ll be back.” My eyes landed on Tag once more. “Don’t you dare take her anywhere and stay in plain sight. I don’t want you disappearing together.”
Morgan mumbled something, but I was already walking back toward Ryder, who was ten paces ahead of me and rushing out the door.
“Are you there?” My heartbeat slowed while I waited for Zoe to confirm she was still on the line.
“Yes.”
“I want you to keep talkin’ to me until you get there. Understand?” Why did Kaden have to fix Braylen’s SUV so damn fast? Otherwise, they wouldn’t have had a choice, they would’ve had to wait for us to come and get them.
“Yeah.” She sounded put out, but I didn’t care. Not one fucking bit. I was pissed she wasn’t waiting for us, but at least I’d be in communication with her, knowing she was okay until they arrived at the doctor’s office.
Ryder was on his bike, pulling out of his space and headed toward the gate when I opened the driver-side door of my truck. He knew where he was going while I needed to rely on Zoe for directions.
“Give me the address.” My truck wasn’t equipped with navigation, but I knew the general vicinity of the destination, stepping on the gas and practically peeling out of the clubhouse lot. “How is she?”
“She’s okay. Just worried.” Zoe’s tone matched her words… worried.
“I’m sure everything’s fine.” Quelling my anger at her refusal to wait for me, I tried to focus on what they were experiencing. Braylen was probably frightened something was gonna happen to the baby, and God love Ryder. He was hell-bent on getting there as fast as possible, speeding up ahead, weaving in and out of passing vehicles. Not that I could blame him.
If I had my bike, I’d be right alongside him.
“I hope so,” she said, her voice lower than before.
“Where’s Roman?”
“The next-door neighbor came over and got him, so he didn’t have to go with us. You know, just in case.” Several minutes passed, neither of us saying a word. But then she broke the silence, only she wasn’t talking to me. “Look at this idiot. Behind us. In the black truck.”
My heart plummeted into my stomach. “Is someone following you?”
“No. At least, I don’t think so.”
“How far behind you is he?”
“A few car lengths.”
“What’s he doin’?”
“Driving like a lunatic, weaving between lanes.”
“Is he getting any closer?”
“Yeah.” The hesitancy in her voice told me she was scared when she answered. “Now, he’s behind me but in the lane to my left.”
“Goddammit!” I punched the wheel twice in anger and fear. “Keep goin’. Don’t stop and try to get as far away from him as possible. But be safe about it.”
“Okay.” A breath filled my lungs and froze.
“Brick, he’s right behind me now and I can’t go any faster, the car in front of me is going too slow. And there’s a car next to me.”
The air released from my mouth on a strangled whoosh. “Can you see him? See what he looks like?”
“Not really.”
“Can you see if there’s only one person in the car or more?”
“There’s someone in the passenger seat too.”
My pulse drummed in my ears. “How far from the doctor’s office are you?”
“About two or three minutes.” Silence. “Wait.”
“What?” She didn’t answer right away, and I thought I was gonna have a goddamn heart attack. “What the fuck is goin’ on?” I yelled into the phone.
“He passed us off. He’s two car lengths ahead of us now.”
No words could properly form inside my brain. All I could feel was the rapid thumping of my heart, which was not gonna slow down anytime soon. Not until I could touch her, see with my own eyes that she was okay.
“Okay, we’re pulling off now. We’ll be in the parking lot in less than a minute. I’ll see you when you get here.”
“Not a chance. Stay on the phone until I get there.”
“Brick. I need to park and help Braylen in case she needs assistance. I can’t do all that with the phone against my ear.”
“Then put me on speaker,” I suggested.
“We’re fine. I’ll see you soon.”
The phone disconnected, stealing my breath in the next moment. Pressing down harder on the gas, it was one of the few times I wished I’d gotten a newer truck, one that had more power behind