Lucifer
Not more than five minutes after we raced outside to see that all our bike tires were slashed my phone starts blaring. I shift piper slightly from the center of my chest to the side so I can get my phone from my pocket. It’s a facetime video from an unknown number.
I click on the green phone icon to accept and lift the phone up so I can see. The screen fills with an image of Jenna lying in the hospital bed, but it isn’t her holding the phone, its someone in her room. Someone that shouldn’t f*****g be there.
“What the f**k!” I growl out. I look at the screen and they slide a knife into view on the hospital bed, right over her blanket covered leg. “Someone get my truck going now!” I yell.
I can hear Wolf somewhere off to the side cussing and directing the men to get his s**t fixe
