Page 95 of Axel


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“I think there’s a car down there.”

I drive toward the house and spot the car. There’s no one in it. I block it in.

The padlock is no longer on the door, and it’s wide open. We exit my car as quietly as possible. A large container of bleach, along with a hacksaw, sits in the doorway.

The thought of what those are intended for makes me sick. We need to get this guy. And check to see if Savvy was recaptured and inside.

I move to the left of the door, and Moose goes to the right. I’m about to motion for us to go inside when I hear a man’s voice.

“She couldn’t have gotten too far. I’ll go back after I clean up everything here.”

Thank God, he didn’t find her.

He steps out of the front door and notices me. “What the hell?”

Moose grabs him from behind. The man reaches for his waistband.

“He’s got a gun!” I say.

The moment he grabs it, I kick it out of his hand. He wasn’t expecting that, and it falls to the ground.

Moose gets him down and holds his arms behind his back. The man struggles but is no match for Moose’s strength.

“Where is she?” I ask.

“Who?” he asks.

Moose pulls his arms back a little farther, and he cries out in pain.

“You know who!”

“I don’t know. She escaped.”

I know he’s telling the truth because that’s what he said on the phone. Which means I need to get back out there to look for her.

I search his pockets and find a wallet. Inside, I find credit cards.

“Marco,” I say.

He found a way into the country, and he found Savvy.

“What do you want to do to him?” Moose asks.

The man whines. “You’re hurting me!”

I don’t buy his act for a minute. I’ve seen this guy’s record.

“Don’t let up,” I say to Moose.

“Not planning on it. But it would help if you could grab some wire ties. I have some in my console,” Moose says. “It’s unlocked.”

I grab the ties and hand one to Moose and use the other to bind Marco’s ankles together.

Hopefully, Savvy found somewhere safe to hide. With so many houses around here, maybe she found someone willing to help her out. Or she might have found someone not so nice.

No, I can’t think like that.

“My trunk can fit him so you can search for Savvy,” Moose says.