Zara’s POV
Kerrick holds my cell in his hands, barking out directions as Callan spams my message app with updates on where the vehicle containing my husband went.
We travel through more and more desolate areas, the bright lights and excitement of the strip long behind us.
The buildings we do pass are not broken or abandoned, just Isolated, something that my mentor, and I use that term extremely loosely, always liked.
On the outside, I’m focused, calm, in control but on the inside I’m seething, how DARE he take MY husband! He can f.uck with me all he wants but, pulling Gerrard into his twisted world? Not a chance.
‘Turn off here’ Kerrick mutters beside me and I nod curtly, tugging the steering wheel that places us on another rough road.
‘You look pissed’ the man beside me remarks, and
