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anyone can find your mate, they’ll be the ones to do it.” Scorch gave his shoulder a squeeze then pulled out his phone to make the calls.
    Crimson mentally berated himself for leaving her alone. He didn’t know who had her, but from the scent, it was a drunk human. Had someone targeted Holly on purpose, or was she a random victim? He hoped she was taken on purpose, making it easier to track down the asshole responsible. If they had to do it the hard way, through detective work, it would be better if it was someone she knew.
    It felt like forever before Viper and Reaper arrived on scene, but they quickly tracked the unknown male through the apartment, back out to the parking lot, and stopped at a parking space near the street. Crimson wasn’t sure what he’d expected. It wasn’t like the male would have hauled Holly out of here on foot, making it easy for them to capture him. His gut clenched as he thought of the horrors she might be facing at that very moment.
    “Now what?” Crimson asked.
    Scorch pointed to a camera on the corner of the building. “Now we ask the manager to view the footage.”
    The manager was more than helpful when they explained what had happened, and it didn’t take long to find the footage they needed. A male of average height and build carried an unconscious Holly from her apartment to a van near the street. They were able to zoom in on the plates and get a number, but they had no way to track it. Not without involving the police, but if they did that, then Crimson would be limited on the amount of justice he received for the asshole taking his mate.
    “So now what?” Crimson asked.
    “Now you let me handle things,” Reaper said. “I’ll let you come along for the ride, but when we find this man, you let me handle it and you get your mate to safety.”
    “But we can’t track the plates!” Crimson said.
    “I can.” Reaper smirked. “Give me an hour tops and I’ll be able to track this asshole, tell you about any property he owns, and possibly even what he ate for breakfast this morning. I know it’s hard to be patient for that long, but try. I’ll get your mate back for you, no matter what it takes. I had someone once and I walked away. Having a mate is precious, and not something to be tossed aside, if you want to fight for yours, then I’m going to make sure you get her back.”
    “Thanks.”
    Reaper nodded then mounted his bike. “Meet me at the clubhouse in an hour.”
    Crimson had nowhere else to go, so he followed his brothers to the clubhouse to wait on news from Reaper. He wanted a drink so badly, but he held back, not wanting to be drunk when he found his mate—and he was determined he would find her. It chaffed that Reaper wanted the rights to go after the asshole who had taken Holly, but his brother was right. The important thing would be getting Holly to safety, and that was definitely Crimson’s job.
    He stared at the clock, watching the minutes tick by, until Reaper walked through the door. His brother had a cold, calculating look in his eyes and it damn near scared Crimson. He’d never seen this side of Reaper. The VP had never been part of their rescue missions and now Crimson wondered if there was a reason for that. He’d heard rumors about his brother and began to wonder if they might be true.
    “Are you ready to get your mate?” Reaper asked.
    “What’s that?” Crimson asked, nodding toward the bundle under Reaper’s arm.
    “Don’t you worry about that.” Reaper gave him a cold smile. “It’s just a little present for one Jeff Farnsworth. That’s the name of the man who took your Holly. It seems they used to date, until she wised up and left his rotten ass. And I do mean rotten. Man is as bad as they come.”
    “You know where Holly is?”
    “He owns some property outside of town, and rumor has it that he’s known for having some special parties. The kind where the female participants either don’t live to see the sunrise or wish they