Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Aden

"Brooklyn!" I yell the moment I walk into the house, storming down the hall.

The household staff freeze and then scatter when they sense that something is wrong. Secretly, I like this. They know their place.

Still, Brooklyn doesn't answer.

I call for her again, heading up the steps at a brisk pace.

When I arrive at her room, I push open her door. I don't care what I walk in on. She will come when I call her.

But when I enter the room, she's not there.

The bed is mussed and scattered with books, pens, and paper-as if she was just sitting here a moment ago. But where the hell is she?

Angry, I turn, ready to search the rest of the house. Unfortunately for her, a housekeeper is skittering past at just that moment.

"Where is she?" I demand, my voice harsh.

"Um," she says, looking up at me with fear in her eyes. "She left. A few hours ago."

I take a step forward, glaring down at the woman. "Where did she go?"

The housekeeper shakes her head frantically. "I don't know," she says, her voice going soft. "But she was wearing...those boots."

I step back, realizing that my anger is misplaced. I don't say another word, just head back down the stairs.

I bang through the door to the kitchen, striding over to the table of older gentlemen.

"We let her go?" I demand.

three men look up,

to the barn," one says, casual. "She loves that horse. You

she certainly didn't take herself, and I'm running

his coffee. "The kid took her. The young one. Lucas. They headed out a

and heading for the last car in the row. It's the

into the

my actions. I just need to lay eyes on her.

I have

have to figure out just how far Colsen has gone within the drug trade-whether

could come to war if I'm not careful. But at the heart of it all, the

wolf is on the prowl for

that no one can take

throw the car into park, stepping out and striding

as my home staff did-getting out of my way as fast as they can and making themselves scarce, so that

town.

are curious enough to peer at me over

at Heathcliff's

means only one

barn and head for the

her almost immediately,

her shoulders, seated on the

chose specifically because they

en

eager to interrupt, needing to talk to lock her down, I can't help but admire

neatly as she raises

smile and the joy on her face as she does it-a natural

receive a shock. Her smiles seem to

see who is standing there,

Lucas.

good cowboy

him for his brawn and his

hell is he doing in the ring with

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