Declan looks over at me as I stop walking, my fingers tightening around the phone as I stare into my girl’s terrified face.
Releasing Declan, my fingers fly furiously over the keyboard, ‘who the f**k is this?’ I demanded, ‘if you hurt her I will kill you!’
Three dots flash up before a reply, ‘now now kid, don’t make threats you can’t follow through on, no-one wants sweet little Cassidy here to get hurt do we.’
I growled furiously, ‘who are you’ I fired back.
‘A friend of your father Wade’ came the reply.
I ran a hand through my hair, as Declan tried to peer over my shoulder, to see what had me so worked up. His eyes widened as he saw the photo, ‘f**k! Is that Cassie?’ he gasped worriedly.
I nodded, ‘who are they? What do they want?’ he pushed, trying to stand up straighter so he coul
