Chapter 118 Waiting
I put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I'm trying my best, Charlie. I swear I will find her, no matter how long it takes. I'm bringing her home. Then we will all be one big family."
"I know you will Rick. You are good for her. Even with James, she was never this happy. And I'm not going to say what happened was an accident. It wasn't. It was a set up, all to hurt both of you. But once she learns the truth, I'm sure she will forgive you," she tires to give me a brave smile.
I want to give her a hug... But something tells me, even just this physical contact is hard for her. And I don't think it's just me. She wouldn't let Grant or Jeff touch her either.
I hope when Josie gets back she can figure out what is going on with her sister. I have my suspicions, and it's making me sick. But I'm not close enough to ask her. This girl is so brave and strong, she doesn't want to show any weakness. But everyone deserves to feel safe.
I want my new sisters to be safe, and I want them to feel safe around me. I want them to trust me enough to come to me if they need help.
I look at the raven haired beauty in Charlie's arms. The only thing that Liv needs is to learn to trust her sisters more, and maybe to ditch the 'boyfriend.' I really don't trust Braxton. He's poisoning Liv against her sister, and that is not what a good boyfriend is supposed to do.
"Charlie, I want you to know that the moment I brought you here, you are under my protection, and no one will hurt you," I whisper quietly.
I see shock and something softer in the young girls eyes. "Thanks Rick. I don't think you know what that means to me," she gives me a shy smile just as my damn phone goes off.
I jump out of the seat, sending Charlie a reassuring smile before marching toward the front door. I'm fucking done with sitting around and not having answers. I'm not a patient man. Not in work and certainly not when the love of my life is in danger!
"It's about damn time!" I growl, pulling my phone out. I'm already halfway through the door. I'm so tired of feeling useless! I'm tired of feeling like a failure! I'm so fucking sick of feeling this guilt! I need to move and do something!
"Where is she?" I demand, turning my head to make sure Brent is right behind me. He's on his phone coordinating with Sean and Grant. These guys work well together, which is why I hired them.
"I'm sending the coordinates to you now," Jeff responds. "I'll also be sending them to your team. Good luck!" and then he hangs up. He knows I don't have time to sit around and chat. Not when I finally have what I want.
Now nothing is going to fucking stop me from finding Josie Turner. I'm going to bring her home. Explain every damn detail and beg her to forgive me. Then if she's feeling well, I want her to set a date for our wedding. I can't wait any fucking longer!
I've been waiting long enough! And I FUCKING HATE WAITING! I need her now!
"Brent! Call the cops and fill them in. We've got a location! Have them meet us there." I call out over my shoulder as I race through the parking garage.
I don't know where the hell this is, but I'm fucking sick of waiting. I'm not gonna stick around and wait for the cops when I know where she is right now.
My heart is pounding with adrenaline and my nerves are all over the place. But my mind is focused. I'm not stupid enough to hope that nothing has happened to her in the hours since I lost her, but I hope she will feel better once she comes home. I hope she will trust me with her heart. I didn't mean to break it! I swear I didn't.
I slide into my seat and rev up my engine, the noise breaking through the silent cold night. I turn on my headlights, lock in the location on my GPS and then I'm fucking gone.
"Don't worry, little dancer. I'm coming for you!"