Chapter 4

“Not good.” Merrick ran toward Grant. “Hey!”

The blond pulled Grant toward the van, but Grant yanked his arm away.

“Scotty, forget it,” the van driver yelled. “Let’s go!”

Scotty shoved Grant off his feet, then leaped into the van. The door slammed as the van sped away.

Merrick knelt beside Grant. “Are you okay?”

“Don’t follow them, please.”

“I won’t leave you, I promise.”

The tires of the van squealed as it turned onto the main street, then drove away. It was too far to see if there was a license plate, but maybe Wyatt could get something from the security footage later.

Even as he helped Grant stand, Merrick kept his gaze on the parking lot. The two had run off easily enough, but he couldn’t lower his guard. Something still didn’t feel right.

“Stay with me.” Grant’s hold on Merrick’s arms was tight.

“It’s okay. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Wyatt ran to their side as a crowd formed. “Are you okay?”