Scott POV
I could not believe it; I felt so stupid not to think of the guys who took her and how they might feel about having to give back their booty without having some fun first. I was livid.
The word was the kidnappers were headed in a different direction and predicted it would be to the campsite.
Quickly, I took off in the direction of the signal; I had to get there before they could harm my girl.
Tooting of horns and screeching of breaks as I dart dangerously around trucks doing their night deliveries. Why are so many vehicles suddenly on the road at this time of night? I squeeze through a dangerously closing gap.
STOP! I shout to myself.
You are being stupid. Getting in an accident won't help your girl.
I slow down a bit and stop taking ridiculous risks; my daughter needs me
