Chapter 92

CHAPTER 92

Everyone was pacing, going crazy with worry. Dixie was doing what she could to keep her mother, her grandmother, and Dahlia and Dorie as calm as possible. It had just been ninety minutes since they had all left. And they hadn’t heard anything.

No one knew what was going on. They just didn’t.

Devaney was prowling. There was no other way to describe it. She was freaking. Nothing freaked that girl out. Nothing.

Except this.

Marin’s phone rang. She was coordinating information with Brandt. Brandt was out there. He knew what was going on.

Everyone just froze.

Marin put him on speaker.

“ We have her. She’s hurt—broken arm, for sure. Taking her to the hospital now. Bruce is still out there somewhere. He ran away like the fucking coward he is. Fletch and Quade are wounded. Taking everyone who needs it to the hospital now.”

That was all he had to say. Everyone ran to the doors.

They were going to be there waiting when Dylan needed them.

They just were.

No matter what.