the bathroom, located in the bedroom they had come from.
Turning on the water , he wet a cloth and handed it to her. After several minutes, she managed to get herself under control. Leaning against the sink, her head lowered as she tried to think of what to do next.
“Do you need to use the bathroom?” His husky voice drew her back to the present.
“Yes, thanks.”
He went out the door, closing it behind him. It was that infinitesimal action that had her finally realizing that she was safe.
Sawyer came out of the bathroom thinking that she was never going to take that privilege for granted again. If her mother were still alive , she would point out that the danger she had been in was her own fault, and how it could have been prevented if she had been smart enough not to trust anyone.
Her mother had always been afraid every time Sawyer had left home , whether it was to go to school or outside to play. You have to be careful, she would tell her over and over. She could just hear her saying I told you so in her mind.
Sawyer went back into the other room , and heard one of the men talking to Kaden.
“What in the hell are we going to do with them?”
“Sin, give me a minute to think,” Kaden snapped.
“This is going to blow up all over the tabloids ,” the one Kaden had called R.J. said, pacing the room.
“Shut up , R.J. This is all your fucking fault,” Alec said, taking the phone away from his mouth long enough to make the statement before turning his back to the room and continuing his conversation.
The group of women she had been brought in with were huddled together on one of the couch es, watching the men anxiously, waiting to see what the men were going to do. None of them took the incentive to save themselves. Sawyer was sure it had been beaten out of them.
Fuck that. Sawyer knew exactly what she was going to do.
“Give me a phone,” Sawyer said, walking further into the room.
Everyone turned to her.
“Who are you going to call?” Kaden and R.J. both spoke at the same time.
“The police ,” Sawyer stated, holding out her hand.
“Did you not hear what he said?” one of the men said as he rose from the couch. “He has Ax.”
“Sin,” Kaden warned before turning to look directly at her. “What’s your name?”
“Sawyer,” she supplied her name reluctantly. “Sawyer Bennett.”
“Sawyer, before we call anyone , we’re going to figure out our best options for everyone’s safety.”
“Our only option is to call the police ,” she protested.
“Do you think your friend , Vida, would agree?” At his words, Sawyer remained silent. She needed a phone to call Vida to warn her to hide. “I need to call her to warn her.”
Kaden pulled a phone out of his pocket. “What’s her number?”
Sawyer’s mouth dropped open. Deciding it was better to call Vida first then argue with Kaden and the others later, she gave him the number. He let it ring several minutes before disconnecting the call.
“She didn’t answer ,” Kaden said unnecessarily.
Sawyer’s mind went into panic mode for her friend’s safety. She started for the door only to be stopped by Kaden and Alec , who hurriedly finished his conversation.
“Listen to me , Sawyer,” Alec started.
“ G—g— get out of m— my way!” Sawyer screamed, trying to get by the two men preventing her from leaving. When the dark haired man named Sin and the other men in the room also moved to block her path, she knew it was useless. “I can’t believe that you’re stopping me from getting help,” Sawyer said in frustration. “Your friend is in danger, too. Don’t you care?”
“Yes. That’s why we need to decide what to do before we make a move. Rushing and calling the police might get him killed ,” Kaden tried to reason with her, but it was his next words that had her actually listening.
“It wasn’t the police who found you , Sawyer. It was me, and the fact that Alec was smart enough to realize something wasn’t