Actually, that’s a good idea. “Sounds good.”
The man is still on his stomach, but now that his ankles and wrists are bound, he’s easier to manage. I grab his legs, and Moose grabs his arms. We get him into Moose’s trunk, and he closes it. The man is yelling at us to let him out, but we ignore him.
“Now let’s find Savvy,” Moose says.
I stare at the trunk. I want to break his face. But Savvy’s still out there. Priorities.
I nod. “We need to call Stevens and let her know about Marco.”
“I’ll drive your car so you can look. She has to be close. He’ll be fine in there for a while.”
I turn to his car as well. It’s a cool evening, so I’m not worried.
“All right. Let’s go.”
I call Stevens as we drive back to the road. It goes to voicemail. I let her know we have Marco and to call me.
We drive around slowly, turning down every road. I call out for Savvy every couple of blocks. I really hope she’s hiding off the road and can’t hear me. My fear is she’s lost a lot of blood and has passed out. I have no idea how injured she is.
No, I need to stay positive. She’s close. I can feel it. I hope I’m not too late.
CHAPTER 27
Axel
We returned to retrieve Moose’s car so we could each cover more ground in the search. As Moose and I were about to split up, Reed called and told me Savvy left a voicemail with her location on the office phone.
I gave Moose the address and then took off. Now I can’t get there fast enough, but I need to be mindful not to get pulled over. The last thing I need is a delay in reaching her.
I pull into the church’s parking lot. It’s full. Must be an evening service.
Moose pulls in. He must have been speeding, too. I took a few turns pretty fast. I picture Marco getting tossed around in the trunk, and I have to say, I think Moose should find a few speed bumps to take fast as well.
“Hey,” Moose says as he joins me.
As we walk toward the main door, I spot a police car. Moose notices it, too. We step inside.
“Can I help you?”
I turn to find a woman. She’s wearing a brown cardigan and a scowl.
“Yes, I’m looking for someone. She called and said she was here.” I pull up a photo of Savvy on my phone.
The woman stares at the photo for a moment. “Yes, I believe that’s her. There was a homeless woman here. She tried to get in, and I told her to leave.”
“You told her to leave a church?” Moose asks.
The woman crosses her arms. “We rented the church for a private event. Only employees and their plus ones were allowed to attend.”
I take a deep breath and control my anger. “Where is she now?” I ask.
The woman shrugs. “She left. I didn’t see where she went.”
I turn and run out of the building. Moose is right behind me. We need to find her.
“Help!” Marco screams from Moose’s trunk.
“I’m going to move my car and call Stevens to come get him. Then I’ll canvas the area.”
