No Limit (Armed & Dangerous #1)(54)

My hands shook with fury and I sprang into action. Ripping open the car door, I reached for my purse but a searing pain exploded in my head. My vision blurred. What the hell? Then it hit me when another blow knocked me to my knees. There were two people.

Before the last blow dragged me into darkness, I looked over at Jason. He lifted his head and I heard his voice scream out my name before I fell into nothingness. He was alive . . . that was all that mattered.





Pain and darkness.

Whatever I was lying on was uncomfortable and felt like a ton of bricks. I tried to open my eyes and realized I was blindfolded. My hands and feet were secured by what felt like cable ties biting into my skin. The room spun and bounced as if there was an earthquake, but by the sounds and smells around me I was in a vehicle, most likely a van of sorts. There were people talking but their words were jumbled together and I couldn’t make sense of their conversation.

All I knew was, I didn’t have my gun and I had no clue where they were taking me or who the hell they were. The car bounced forward and my head hit the floor, the pain causing me to hiss. But that wasn’t the only thing I felt. There was a body beside me. Was it Jason? My captors grew silent and it wasn’t long before I felt the presence of a person hovering above me.

“I see someone’s awake,” the voice said low.

I froze and tried to concentrate on the voice. Everything was so loud and my head throbbed to the point of agony. Fingers grazed along my cheek and then I felt a needle pierce the side of my neck. Whatever was inside burned through my veins and made everything feel heavy. I couldn’t move and the voice whispering in my ear grew farther by the second.

“We have a long drive ahead of us. When you wake up, that’s when the fun’ll begin.”

Before the medicine could knock me out, I breathed in and gasped. I knew who it was, I recognized her by the smell of her perfume.





Machines beeped and the smell of alcohol made my nose burn. I thought I’d wake up to a f*cking nightmare, but instead Ryan Griffin sat across a hospital room with a glum look on his face. I jerked up and the machines went on alert. Ryan rushed over and pushed me back down on the bed, but I grabbed his shirt, pulling him to me.

“Calm down, you idiot or they’ll pump you full of sedatives.”

“Where’s Aylee?”

Huffing, he jerked his shirt away from me and backed up. “We don’t know. The car she was taken in was found in a parking lot just down the road. It was one of Drake’s.”

“Does she have her gun?”

“No, it was found in your car.”

“Fuck!” I tried to run my hands through my hair, but couldn’t because there was a bandage and a zing of excruciating pain when I touched the back of my head. “How long have I been out?”

He cleared his throat. “A little over a day.”

I felt like I’d been sucker punched in the gut. “A day? Do you have any f*cking idea what she could be going through right now?”

Ryan sighed. “You have a concussion and we thought maybe a skull fracture but the x-ray came back fine. Thankfully, you have a hard head. I have everyone on my team trying to find her.”

My body shook with rage and the machines started to go on alert as I ripped the IV out of my arm. “Have you looked at the video cameras in the garage? There were two people. One attacked me and the other went after Aylee.”

Ryan sighed and helped me off the bed. “I knew you were going to be like this. Did you get a good look at them? We couldn’t see shit in the video.”

Pain exploded in my head when I shook it. I brought my hands up to hold my head still. “I didn’t get a good look at the person who attacked me, but I did see the one who hit Aylee. The body clearly wasn’t a man’s.”

“Are you saying it’s a woman? Who the f*ck could it be?”

“I don’t know, but we’re about to find out.” My clothes were in a bag on the counter. Pulling them out, my shirt was covered in blood. Before I could put it on, the door burst open and a couple of nurses charged in.

“Mr. Avery, what are you doing?” one asked. She was a stout woman with short brown hair and a masculine build.

Baring my ass to the room, I ripped off the hospital gown and put on my jeans. “I’m getting out of here.”

“You have a concussion and we need to run more tests to make sure you’re all right. If I have to call security I will.”

I threw the bag in the trash and stalked toward her. The other nurse backed up but she stood firm. “You can call security, but nothing’s going to stop me. I’m the only one who can find my partner and I’ll be damned if I let you or anyone else stand in my way. You can run whatever f*cking tests you want when she’s safe.”

Ryan pulled out his badge, showing it to her. “I’m Ryan Griffin, Chief of Police. You can let him go.”

The woman stepped aside and I rushed past, followed by Ryan. My whole body ached but I didn’t give a damn. I’d run a f*cking marathon if I knew it would get Aylee back home and safe. “Where’s my phone?”

“It was smashed on the ground when we found you.”

“Goddammit,” I shouted, punching the elevator button. “Take me to the hotel. I can use my laptop. What about my gun?”