FAZER LOGINThird-Person POV Brittany paced the small apartment, her steps quick, uneven, her nerves completely shot.Back and forth.Back and forth.She glanced over at Bradley who was sweating and shaking.Barely holding it together.“Damn it…” she muttered, rushing toward the kitchen.She grabbed a jar of cinnamon, dumping a heavy amount onto a spoon before hurrying back to him with a bottle of water.“Brad, take this,” she said quickly, holding it out.He looked up at her, eyes glassy. “When is Daisy coming? Did she call you?”Brittany shook her head. “No. Just take it.”He didn’t argue.He grabbed the spoon, swallowing the cinnamon dry before chasing it with the water, coughing slightly as he leaned back against the couch.“This should help a little,” she said, watching him closely.He exhaled, trying to steady himself.Brittany didn’t wait.She grabbed her phone, typing fast.What is going on? When are you coming?The response came quicker than expected.Had a little trouble. Dustin’s not
Third-Person POVHunter drove along the California coast, one hand on the wheel, the other gripping a half-open bottle of Jack Daniel’s.The road stretched out in front of him, empty.Quiet.Too quiet.“I’m so damn glad I stashed that money,” he muttered under his breath. “’Cause if I didn’t… I’d be fucked.”His jaw tightened.He already had a record.Didn’t need this shit added on top of it.Not like this.He exhaled hard, glancing down at his phone sitting in the passenger seat.The screen lit up briefly...Stephanie’s picture.His chest tightened instantly.“Fuck…” he muttered, dragging a hand over his face. “I really fucked this up.”He should’ve walked away.Should’ve left Daisy alone.But he didn’t.Because Daisy?Daisy was different.Dangerous.Addictive.“She does shit no other woman would even try,” he said, shaking his head slightly.And that was the problem.He lifted the bottle, taking a long swig before setting it back down.His grip on the wheel tightened.“What if that
Daisy’s POV I’m pacing my room.Back and forth.Back and forth.My heels hitting the floor in sharp, uneven clicks as my mind races faster than I can keep up with.They fucked up.Again.I drag my hands through my hair, exhaling hard.“Shit…”Hunter’s gone.Completely off the grid.And Emily?She contacted the the fucking police faster than I expected.Too damn fast.Which means, I know what it means.She’s talking.She knows Hunter personally.Hunter knows me.And those two dumbasses he hired?I stop pacing, clenching my fists.“They really took her to the bathroom…” I mutter under my breath.I told them, Even if she had to go, give her a bucket.But no.They walked her straight into the one place with a way out.Idiots.Complete idiots.I barely get a second to breathe before my phone starts ringing again.I already know who it is.I answer, annoyed. “What?”Brittany’s voice comes through shaky, panicked, damn near breaking.“What do we do, Daisy? I don’t know what’s gonna happen
Zade’s POV Clover sitting on my lap?Yeah… I’m not even gonna lie...I’m holding onto that moment.Like it means everything.Because it does.She’s sitting here like nothing’s wrong, like we’re just… normal, and I’ve got both my arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her in just a little closer than necessary.Lucas is on the bed next to Emily, talking, checking on her, and for a second?Everything feels… calm.Too calm.Clover shifts slightly against me, then looks over at Lucas.“So how do we move forward without alerting Daisy?” she asks. “Like… how do we do this without tipping her off?”Lucas doesn’t even hesitate.“We don’t talk about it.”Simple.Firm.“We don’t say anything to her. We don’t say anything around anyone,” he continues. “Clover, you say everything in front of Grandma Lola, and in front of your security. At all times.”His tone hardens.“Because look what happened to Emily. She wasn’t with her security, and they got her.”That lands.Heavy.“Daisy’s not just cunn
Lucas’s POV We’re just about ready to head out when Clover steps over to me, her expression calm but focused.“Hey, Luke,” she says, glancing back briefly. “Bennett and Terrence are gonna take me to the hospital. We’ll follow you since you drove… if that’s cool?”I nod immediately. “Yeah, of course. I thought you were riding with me, but… I get it. Security.”She nods right back. “Exactly.”Before I can say anything else, Zay scoffs from behind her.“Well, I drove my car here,” he says, already stepping forward, “and I’m not letting you go with them alone. So I’ll just ride with you.”I bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t laugh.This man is trying so hard.Real hard.Clover turns to him, reaches for his hand like it’s nothing, and shrugs.“That’s fine. You can ride with us.”Zay just… blinks at her.“...Oh. Okay.”I shake my head, smirking. “Zay, did you really think she was gonna say no? You’d basically be turning down her security.”He grins like he just won something. “Let me g
Clover’s POV We’re all still sitting there, tension thick, trying to figure out our next move and how the hell we’re supposed to get Emily back, when everything shifts in a matter of seconds.Bennett’s phone rings.Lucas’s right after.They both glance down at their screens at the same time.Bennett answers first, already stepping away, his voice low as he walks out of the room.Lucas, though?He frowns slightly at the unknown number before answering.“Hello?”A pause.Then...“Luke.”Everything in the room stops.Lucas exhales like the air got knocked out of him. “M.”My heart jumps straight into my throat.Everyone’s looking at him now.“Where are you?” he asks quickly.“I’m at the police station,” Emily says, her voice clear through the phone. “I got away.”Just like that...The weight of the world lifts off his shoulders.I watch it happen in real time.Lucas drops back onto the couch, running a hand over his face as he exhales hard.“Did they hurt you?” he asks, voice tight. “D







