Chase Part 4: A New Adult and College Billionaire Romance (Chase Me Billionaire Romance Series) (5 page)

It was the moment of truth for Chase. All he had to do today was wait for a call, get an address, and pass the information on to the police and the FBI. It seemed so simple, yet there was one important dependency. He needed to wait for David to call.

The morning passed by slowly. He didn’t expect anyone to contact him until the afternoon. Around by lunch time, his phone rang. It was his mother.

“Hello? Mom?”

“Hi Chase,” she answered.

“Are you back in town?”

“I am, son. How is everything going?”

“Not great, Mom. I haven’t seen or heard from Meaghan for two days. I’m really worried about her.” He didn’t feel good about lying, but he had to do it.

“Oh no,” she remarked. “Is there any way she could be staying at a friend’s?”

“I guess it’s possible. I have no idea where, though. I’ve tried all of her college friends, and even one of her friends from work. No one has seen her.”

“Have you reported it to the police yet?”

“I was going to, but I didn’t. Some of her things are gone from the apartment. Part of me thinks she’s left me…”

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” his mom said softly. “Don’t lose hope. Hopefully she’ll turn up. And I think you should get in touch with the police. A missing persons report can only help, especially if something’s happened to her.”

Chase felt some relief that his mother kept suggesting he go to the police. It probably meant she was not involved with the chop shop. Still, he couldn’t say much more to her. He couldn’t take the chance.

“I’d like to see you, Chase,” she said. “You shouldn’t have to go through this by yourself. I can come with you to the police station if you’d like.”

Chase was not sure what to answer. If he said no, she would probably be suspicious that he didn’t want to file a report. And if he said yes, he’d have to stall, because the detectives had told him not to return to the police station.

“I’m going to stay at the apartment until I hear from her, Mom,” he replied. “If I don’t hear from her by tonight, I will give you a call. We can go together tomorrow.”

“That sounds like a good idea, son. If you change your mind about seeing me, I’ll be up at the house. Yuri is back home as well. We’d love to have you over for dinner, so you don’t have to be alone. Just let me know if you’ll come.”

“Will do, Mom.”

Chase hung up, and waited for David’s call. He couldn’t afford to miss it.

***

It was four in the afternoon, and Chase had not yet heard from David. He was beginning to get worried. His future and his freedom depended on this call. As he waited, the burner phone rang.

“Hello?”

“It’s Detective Beam again. Any word on the address?”

“Not yet. Do you think I scared them off somehow?”

“I don’t see how that’s possible. Has Jose or Oliver phoned you at all?”

“No. I’m sure if I phone them, one of them will tell me the address. If they know it, that is.”

“Give it a few more hours, and then try phoning them. You don’t want to come across as pushing too hard. That could scare them off too.”

“Okay. Make sense.”

“Has anyone else phoned you?”

“Just my mother,” he answered.

“Mrs. Moscov phoned you?”

“Yes.”

“What did she say?”

“That I should file a missing persons report for Meaghan. See, that’s why I don’t think that she knows very much. If she was aware, she wouldn’t want the police involved, would she?”

“Possibly. It’s hard to tell. Did she say anything about her husband?”

“Yes. She asked me to dinner at their house tonight. She said Yuri would be with her.”

“Good. That’s good to know.”

“Do you suspect her husband is the big boss they all talk about at the shop?”

“We’re not sure. It could still be John Brewer.”

“Do you think I should join them for dinner.”

“No. Stay at the apartment.”

“Okay.”

“Hang tight. Let me know when they call.”

Detective Beam hung up. Chase continued the waiting game.

***

Chase had still not heard from David. Just before eight at night, there was a knock on the door. He got up and answered it. It was Jose.

“Hey man,” Chase greeted him. “What’s going on?”

“You ready?” Jose asked.

“Ready for what?”

“To work the shift tonight. You told David you wanted to work, right?”

“Yes,” Chase said nervously, “but I was going to drive there myself.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take you there.”

Shit. This was not part of the plan. Chase wasn’t sure what to do. He couldn’t call Detective Beam to let him know, and he couldn’t insist on driving there himself. They would probably get suspicious. He had to think quickly.

“Let me get my wallet and keys,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”

“No problem,” Jose answered. “I’ll wait here in the living room. Just hurry up. We have a bit of a drive.”

“Oh yeah? Where are we going?”

“It’s down at Point Loma.”

“Wow. That far out?”

“Yeah. Hurry up man. We gotta go.”

Chase rushed to his room and grabbed his keys and wallet. He pulled out the burner phone and sent a text message to Detective Beam with the partial address. He had no idea where in Point Loma they would be. He was even more nervous about having to go in to work. It was not part of the plan, but now it seemed like the only way to know exactly where the shipment was being packed. Chase swallowed hard. He could only hope Detective Beam could figure out the location, and that nothing else would go wrong.

***

The more Chase thought about it, the more he felt David probably knew he was working with the police. Why else would they not give him the address, and have Jose show up to drive him there? When they drove up to the auto shop, he still had no idea what the exact address was. The building was a rundown old warehouse, with no numbers at the front. He saw the street was Rosecrans Street, but that was all he knew.

He didn’t want to try and use the burner phone in front of anyone. Any kind of communication would look suspicious. He would have to find another way to get a message to Detective Beam or Agent Franks. Maybe he could sneak into a washroom and send another text message with the street number. He had to do something to let them know where he was—he just didn’t know how.

When they walked inside, David, Oliver, and two other men he had never seen before were already working. David showed him which vehicles he needed to start on.

“We’ve got a big shipment tonight, men,” David told Chase and Jose. “We’ll probably go all night getting this done. Chase, I need you on those four cars in the corner. All the product is already laid out on the counter beside it. You know what to do?”

“Same as last time?” He asked.

“Exactly. Except the VINs are already handled. Just get the product into the car. And don’t forget to wear gloves.”

“Okay. Is there a washroom around here?”

“Why? You just got here.”

“You sent José by without giving me any notice. I need to take a leak.”

“Fine. It’s in the back. All the way to the left. Don’t get lost back there.”

Chase left, and found the bathroom pretty easily. He pulled out the burner phone from his windbreaker and turned it to silent. There was one message on his phone. It was Detective Beam, asking if he had the address yet. He replied with a text, providing the street name, and letting him know he didn’t have a number, but they had turned south on the street, and that the place looked like an abandoned warehouse.

He didn’t wait for a reply. He turned the burner phone off and put it back in his pocket. It was the best he could do. He just hoped it was enough. Now he had to try and figure out how to get out of there without being noticed. He did not want to be in the line of fire when the cops showed up to arrest everyone.

Just as flushed the toilet—trying to put on a good show—David knocked on the door.

“What’s taking you so long in there, man? We don’t have a lot of time tonight.”

“I’m just finishing up,” Chase answered and unlocked the door. “What’s the big rush? It doesn’t look like you have that many more vehicles, and last time we were done pretty quickly.”

“I told you, it’s a big shipment. This is just the first batch of product and vehicles. I shouldn’t have to explain everything to you. Just get to work, okay?”

“Okay. I’m going.”

Chase had no choice but to start working. He put on his gloves and began packing the drugs into all the hidden spots behind the paneling inside the cars, and in the trunks. He kept an eye on the other men as well. There was a fire exit near the corner where he worked. If he could get even a minute where all their backs were turned, he’d be able to make a run for it.

Hours passed. It didn’t seem like he would be able to get away. He was getting more worried by the minute. The police had not shown up, and it was already after midnight. They had finished up the first shipment, and the two men he didn’t know drove each vehicle out at the large bay doors and into the trailers that had been set up at the side of the warehouse. Once they were done, they drove in a new set of cars.

“Okay men,” David said. “We’re halfway there. We have to get this done for four in the morning. These trailers have to be locked and driven over to the port by four-thirty. Keep it focused, and we’ll all get out of here in time for all-night breakfast.”

Before they could start working on this second batch, Chase could hear the subtle sound of sirens approaching from the distance. Relief washed over him. He looked at the others. None of them seem to notice yet. It was only when one of the drivers ran inside a few minutes later that the rest of them looked up from what they were doing. By then it was too late.

Policeman in riot gear stormed the warehouse from every open door, and from the back room. They ordered everyone to put their hands over their heads. Chase did as he was told. He acted like he was going to be arrested as well. Oliver tried to run, but was tackled to the ground by two officers.

Chase was handcuffed and led to sit in the back of a squad car.  After waiting a few minutes, he noticed an officer approached him in riot gear. When the officer took off his helmet, Chase saw it was Detective Beam. He was relieved. This meant it was over.

“Great job, Chase.”

“Did you catch the other trailers with the first shipment?”

“Yes. We saw them leave and stopped them as they were entering the port.”

“Does this mean I get to see Meaghan now?”

“Soon. We’ll book you down at the station with the rest of them, otherwise it may raise some red flags if they don’t see you. When the coast is clear, we’ll release you and take you over to where we have Meaghan. By the time they realize you’re not coming back, you’ll be long gone from San Diego, with a new identity. We’ll work David to find out who is really running this. If he cooperates, we won’t need you to testify.”

“That’s great. Thanks for everything Detective Beam.”

“Good luck, Chase. Try to stay out of trouble.”

They were finally back together. An officer had driven Chase to Meagan’s hotel, and taken him up to her suite. They held on to each other at the front door for a long time. Afterward, she took him past the officer in the living room, to her bedroom.

They sat on the side of the bed. Meaghan rested her head on his shoulder.

“Meg?” Chase studied her when she looked up at him. “Are we okay?”

“We are, baby. We may leave here with new identities and have to start fresh again. And we won’t be able to contact our family for some time, but as long as I have you, we can make it through anything.”

Chase didn’t know what to say. Meaghan had forgiven him. Nothing else mattered. That’s when he remembered. He pulled the necklace from his pocket without pulling from her gaze. “I got this for you, Meg. I meant to give it to you that night Jeff locked you away, but, well you know, I didn’t get the chance. I hope you like it.”

“God… It’s gorgeous,” she said as she looked at it. “Wait. I recognize this. You remembered…it was from that jewelry shop we walked by that day. Awwww, Chase. It’s perfect.”

She cuddled a little closer to him.

“Do you know how much I missed holding you?” He asked.

She nodded and stood in front of him. “I missed you too.”

“I need you, baby.” He pulled her to sit on his lap.

She wrapped an arm around his neck, and ran a hand through his hair. “You have me now,” she whispered in his ears.

He tugged gently on the clothes she was wearing. “This is what they bought you?”

“Yeah. It was a small department store. You like it?”

“No. I think you need to take it off until I can get you something nicer. I’ll help right now.”

She smiled as he moved her to stand. He tugged the sweatshirt up over her head, and groaned when he saw she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

His hands slid over her breasts, massaging her soft flesh before his head drifted to kiss each nipple.

She moaned and placed her hand through his hair. She tilted her neck and pressed her breasts harder against his lips. “Mmmm. I’ve missed your touch, baby.”

He slid his fingers into the waistband of her sweat pants, and pulled both it and her panties down her legs. “I missed your skin against mine, Meg. I need you right now.”

She pulled him to stand. “Me too, baby,” she said, lifting off his t-shirt.

Reaching for his belt buckle and zipper, she undid them and slid her hands into his boxers. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and stroked it. Chase groaned aloud. He was so hard, Meaghan felt her stomach clench with raw need. She dragged his pants and boxers down to his boots. She crouched down and removed his shoes, then pulled the clothes off his legs. Chase took her in his arms again. He pressed a desperate kiss on her, and parted her lips, exploring her mouth.

Neither of them could wait. Chase picked her up and placed her on the bed. She spread her legs and opened her arms up to him. “I want you inside me so bad, Chase. Just take me, baby. Fill me with your cock.”

Chase crawled into bed between her knees, and lowered himself to kiss her neck. He whispered, “I’m going to take you now, baby. Just the way you want it. But when I’m done, I’m going to make love to you all night. I want to see your face when you come over and over again, baby.”

She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned himself to enter her. Meaghan lifted her hips to meet him, pressing up until he was inside her.

“Oh God,” he groaned, sliding deeper as he felt her tight, wet pussy clamped around his cock.

Meaghan tilted her hips even more, rocking back and forth as Chase thrust deeper into her. “Fuck me hard, Chase. I need to feel you deep, baby.”

Chase quickened his pace, pumping harder and deeper into her, just the way she wanted. Her eyes rolled back into her head now, and she gripped him around his back, digging in her nails as she felt her pleasure climbing. Seeing that look on her face brought Chase close to the edge. He was so close, he could come any minute. He waited for Meaghan. She was close too. He slid his arms under her ass cheeks and began driving even deeper that before, and this new angle felt amazing.

The pace sent Meaghan wild. She bucked her hip wildly and cupped her mouth with one hand, feeling the scream of pleasure about to rise from deep down. Her body shook as she hit the heights of ecstasy. Chase felt her channel flex and tighten even more around his shaft when she came, and soon, his climax followed. He came soon after, thrusting his cock to the root as he released inside her.

He stretched out beside her, the two of them panting hard to catch their breaths.

“We’re going to be okay,” he told her after a while. “It’s going to take a while, but we’re going to be fine.”

She kissed his cheek. “I love you, Chase. As long as I have you in my life, I know everything’s going to be great. And baby?”

“Yes?”

“I want you again.”