Colters' Woman (Colters' Legacy #1)(58)

He threw himself into the driver’s seat, started the engine and threw it into reverse. Ethan barely made it inside before Adam roared down the street.

The drive up the mountain took forever, and every minute, Adam whispered a prayer. God, don’t take them from me.

He gripped the steering wheel, taking the turns and switchbacks faster than he ever had. Let him be okay. Don’t take Ryan from us.

They tore into the driveway, and both men bounded for the door. The house was dark. Adam burst in, shouting Ryan’s name. Ethan shoved past him, flipping at the light switches.

Ethan swore a blue streak when the lights failed to come on then shouted Ryan’s name again.

Adam stopped cold when he heard a low moan. He leaped over the couch toward the hallway leading to the guestrooms.

“Get me a light!” he barked back at Ethan.

“Ryan! Ryan!” Adam threw himself to the floor beside his brother’s crumpled form.

Ethan appeared with a flashlight and shined it over Ryan’s body. His chest was bathed in blood, but his eyelids fluttered as the light hit his face.

“Ryan, it’s me, Adam. Can you hear me?”

“How could I not when you’re yelling in my damn ear?” Ryan grumbled.

Adam wilted in relief, his body going slack. “You ornery bastard, you scared ten years off me.”

“Holly,” Ryan began, his voice cracking. “He got Holly.”

“Where are you hit?” Adam demanded, not focusing on Holly for just a moment. He had to take care of them one at a time, and at this minute, he had to make sure Ryan was okay.

“Shoulder,” Ryan said, his breath coming in short gasps.

“Can you get up?”

Ryan moved then moaned in pain.

“Adam!” Lacey called from the door. “You in here?”

“Over here,” Ethan called, shining a light toward her. “How’d you get here so fast?”

“I dumped the kid in town and got up here as fast as I could. Jesus Christ, what the hell happened?” she demanded as she knelt beside Ryan.

“Help me up, damn it,” Ryan said desperately. “He’s got Holly.”

“Who has her, Ryan?” Adam demanded.

He and Ethan lifted Ryan, and Adam wrapped an arm around him so he wouldn’t fall. They guided Ryan to the couch and set him down.

“We’ve got to get you to the hospital,” Ethan said.

“No.”

“Ryan, you’re in no shape to be anywhere but in the hospital.”

“It’s a flesh wound,” he ground out. “I’m not going anywhere with Holly out there with that bastard.” He broke off. “He hurt her. I heard him hit her.”

Adam clenched his fingers into tight fists. He’d also heard the ass**le strike Holly.

“What else did you hear, Ryan? Did he say anything? We have to find her.”

“He made a phone call. He said something about a remote cabin and tying up loose ends.”

“Christ.” Remote cabin. Like there weren’t enough of those spread out across the Rockies.

“He acted like it was close,” Ryan said as he put a hand over his shoulder. Bright red blood smeared across his fingers.

“You’ve got to get to the hospital. Lacey, can you make sure he gets there?” Adam asked.

“I’m not going,” Ryan bit out.

“You’ll only slow us down,” Adam said. “We can’t afford to waste a minute. He’ll kill her.”

Ryan looked bleakly at Adam. “I failed her.”

“She thinks you’re dead,” Adam said. “The best thing you can do is get your ass to the hospital so what she thinks doesn’t come to pass.”

Ryan surged to his feet. “How do you know what she thinks?”

Adam quickly explained the phone call then he made arrangements for Lacey to get Ryan to the hospital. His mind worked furiously, trying to come up with a plan of action.

“Let’s go, Ethan.”

He stopped long enough to collect more ammunition for their rifles then he raced out of the house to the Land Rover. Ethan jumped in beside him.

“Close, remote cabin. You think he could be taking her to Blythe Meadow?” Ethan asked as Adam roared down the drive.

“Good call,” Adam said. “It certainly fits. If not there, maybe the old miner’s cabin. We’ll hit both.”

Ethan stared out the window in silence. Then he turned agonized eyes to Adam. “What if we’re too late?”

Adam shook his head and pressed his foot into the accelerator. “We can’t be too late, Ethan. We just can’t.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Holly slowly opened her eyes, surprised at the effort it took. The air was frigid around her, and her jaw ached. She didn’t recognize her surroundings. She was in a one-room cabin, lying on the floor. She tested her arms and found they were free from the handcuffs she’d worn earlier.

Pale shades of light beamed through the one window. Dawn. So she’d been here at least two hours.

Tears leaked from her eyelids. Ryan. She’d never even told him she loved him. And now she’d never get that chance.

A sound startled her then pain assaulted her hip as her captor kicked her.

“I see you’re awake. Good. Now get up.”