DRAKE'S POV I paced back and forth in my cell with thoughts of punching Noah's face in. His hands were on lynn as fear swam through her gaze. It wasn't something I'd forget anytime soon and a jail cell wouldn't stop me from pounding his stupid face in again. But the longer I paced here with no answers, the longer I wondered if lynn was okay.If I knew my girl as much as I thought I did, she'd be running around trying to figure out how to get me out. The pricks still hadn't given me my one phone call yet and I had a feeling they were dragging their feet. I hadn't been in jail since I was seventeen years old, what could make them hold me this long without answers?A guard walked by and I rushed to the bars. "Sir! Do I get my phone call yet?"He snickered at me. "Not yet, pal. The judge is working on your extradition as we speak. No phone calls until she does that."Alarm bells went off in my head. Extradition?! No, no, no, this was unacceptable."Extradition for what? Where?"He blew o

DRAKE'S POV My pacing pursued well into the evening hours with no sign of an officer or any kind of answers. I was told it would only be an hour before my transport back to Chicago would be ready, but that had to have been five or six hours ago. A young jailer had brought me some dinner but wouldn't say a word to me.The food was awful and after one bite of the dry bologna sandwich, I decided to go hungry.I could see from the single slit window across from my cell that it was dark out and my nerves were at an all time high. Thoughts of Molly being alone at our home during the night made me nauseous. I knew Diego well enough to know that he'd follow through with his threat, I just hoped she wasn't alone.My thoughts drifted to my call with Diego as I wondered when he had become so dark. We were pretty close growing up, but once he started slinging drugs he fell into a deep rabbit hole and was never the same. I had tried to help him, but he didn't want it. He was on top of the world a

LYNN'S POV When I woke up and saw Aunt Rose's face, I almost started to bawl. Last night was one of the scariest nights I'd endured since I left Jason. I honestly thought Diego was going to kill me, but where would that get him with my money? Now I feared for luis and Dakota. Lord only knew what they were going through at the moment, and I was laid up in the hospital with no knowledge on where they were.Drake and Micky's plan seemed sketchy at best, but that's all we had to work with at the moment, right? Knowing that Drake had been bailed out of jail made me feel better, but I was also terrified at what he might do. This was his family coming after us this time and I saw the look on his face. He wanted to kill Diego. I just hoped Micky could get to him before that happened. I couldn't watch Dominick go to prison.The nurse had kicked everyone out, including Dominick, and started to check me over. My vitals were fine and she was able to take the oxygen out of my nose, but when she p

"Diego, you have your money. You don't need them anymore.""I'll decide what I need. Until I'm out of the country, your precious friend and my sister stay where they're at," he snapped.My shoulders tightened as my entire body shook. He was making me so angry but there wasn't a thing I could say about it. He was a criminal, of course he wouldn't let them go. But what he didn't know was that Micky was outside waiting to follow him.A thud in the backyard caught both of our attentions as I whipped my head toward the back door, praying that it wasn't Drake. I didn't want Diego to see him and do something rash. But when I turned to look at Diego, he looked spooked and hiked the bags onto his shoulders."If anyone follows me, Dakota and luis are dead. One call to mother dearest and a bullet gets lodged between their eyes." Then he rushed out of the living room and headed for the front door.When the click echoed through the house, I let out a breath and allowed my emotions to run. Tears bu

LYNN'S POV The butterflies in my stomach fluttered with those two little words.Drake wanted me to marry him? Or was it just an in the moment kind of question? As much as I'd love to be attached to Drake like that, I didn't know if my past would allow it. I could say I had healed and moved on from my marriage to Jason, but I'd be lying. There would always be a fear in the back of my mind with memories of him. I didn't think I'd marry again so soon, if at all. And how did I reply to that? I wasn't ready to but I didn't want to hurt him. It wasn't that I didn't want to marry Drake, it was the fact that I didn't think I was ready to be someone's wife again."Guys!" Luis's shriek came from the doorway and I could kiss him for interrupting. I knew the subject would come up again if Drake was truly serious, but we had other things to worry about right now. "Micky just rang and said he followed Diego to some abandoned warehouse district. He knows that Dakota and I got away but looks like mo