Chapter Forty-nine

Alec heard the shots as his car skidded to a stop. He threw the gear into park and didn’t bother to turn the motor off. He was out on the pavement and running, ignoring the crowd and barriers he knocked down as he raced forward.

Behind him, John Wincott’s car, with sirens blaring, careened to a halt in the parking lot.

Alec spotted Sophie and Cordie across the lot at the same instant they saw him. Cordie ran to intercept him while Sophie shouted, “We can’t find Regan. The police won’t let us look for her, and then there were gunshots…”

Alec grabbed Cordie. “Where did you last see her?”

“At the starting line. She was going to walk two miles so that would be a mile on the path and then a mile back.”

A shot sounded, and before Cordie could say another word, Alec’s expression changed and he was gone.

She had never seen that look on anyone’s face before, and it terrified her. She knew that when Alec caught up with whoever was firing those shots, he would kill him.

Alec was crazed. If anything happened to Regan, if he got there too late… if one of those bullets had already struck her down… No, there was still time to get to her. There had to be. The son of a bitch was going to die and die hard. If he touched one hair on her head, Alec would flay him alive.

Where in God’s name was she? Did Gage already have her? Alec shouted Regan’s name.

Wincott was behind him. Alec could hear him panting as he tried to catch up. He was shouting too.

“Wait, Alec. Don’t go nuts. Let me get ahead of you. Don’t give the bastard a shot. You’re no good to her dead.”

Alec ignored him. He couldn’t think about anything but get-ting to her.

Two more shots were fired. Alec raced toward the sound.

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