Breaking Steele (Sarah Steele Legal Thriller)

Chapter 42

I DIDN’T KNOW WHERE to begin, so I started with the first address I got from Rick. I punched it into my GPS and hit the gas. I couldn’t care less if I got pulled over. Tonight, I was the hunter.

I had four different addresses and not enough time. I prayed that I’d be the one to find the right house and not Rick or Mandy. Why in the world would he let her go alone? Rick could be a bonehead at times, and he should know better.

Memories of my father flooded my mind, and the look in his eyes when he knew I’d betrayed him. It was the worst moment in my life, but at the time, I felt nothing. Now, after so many painful years in a counselor’s office, I learned to control the evil lurking just under the surface.

Pressing the gas pedal down harder, I blew through a red light, thankful there was no one else on the road. I was gone now, not driving, not thinking, just letting my gut and the rage control me. It was the only way to win this game, and I was going to win.

You wanted to break me? Well, congratulations, you broke me. And you are going to regret it.