"Chase, I need a favour." I spoke with urgency, into the phone, while Hunter sped up the car, "I think Asher might have been kidnapped-"
"What?!"
"There is no time, shut up and listen. No one knows where the families live and Asher has barely been in the picture, so it's definitely an inside job. I want you to bring someone to our house without anyone knowing."
"Who?"
"Dylan."
I felt Hunter's eyes on me as I hung up the phone. "You think it's him too, don't you?" The vulnerability in his voice had an ice grip on my heart as I clenched my jaw. "Fuck, Violet! Fuck, fuck, fuck." The car almost swerved off the road when he banged his head on the steering wheel.
"Hunter!" I screamed, my hand pressed against his forehead, to stop him from giving himself a concussion and killing us in a lame accident.
"I trusted my little brother with someone like him. He might be dead for all I know!" His knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip on the wheel.
