Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“You should be careful who you trust,” the guy in the passenger seat said.
No shit. I was very aware of that at the moment.
“Don’t worry. You’re safe now. No traitorous bitches where we are going,” he added.
Where was that? I wanted to know.
“Probably need to blindfold her,” the driver told him. “Until she accepts things, she could tell someone where she is.”
Accepts what? I didn’t want to be blindfolded. I shook my head, silently pleading with them not to do that.
The guy in the passenger seat looked back at me, and his pale green eyes almost seemed friendly. Maybe they would be if he wasn’t a kidnapper with tattoos also covering his body and dreadlocks in his brown hair.
“She looks fucking terrified,” he said, looking truly sorry for that. Then, he flicked his tongue across his top teeth as he decided what to do with me, and the silver in his tongue caught the light. His tongue was pierced.
“She can’t see, Tex. You know that,” the driver muttered.
Pierced tongue with the green eyes was named Tex. I needed to remember this. At some point, I would find a way to contact Blaise. When I did, I needed all the information I could give him.
“Fuck,” Tex muttered, then winked at me. “I swear you’ll be safe. Just making sure we don’t let you see something that could cause more trouble than any of us want.”
I screamed behind the gag that they had already done that. Blaise was going to be furious. Did they not know who he was? They had to know. This had to be to get to him. But why?
“Easy there, sugar. You’ll make yourself hoarse. No need for all that,” the driver told me.
I glared at him. I wasn’t his sugar.
He chuckled. “She’s a little fireball.”
A phone rang then, and the driver pressed the screen. I couldn’t see what it said from where I was sitting.
“We got her,” the driver said.
“Is she hurt?” a deep voice asked, sounding as if he actually cared.
“No,” the driver replied. “Angry as hell, but she’s not hurt.”
There was a low chuckle on the other line. “I’d expect that.”
“Brick wants to blindfold her, but she looks terrified. I can’t bring myself to do it,” Tex said, glancing back at me.
Brick was the driver’s name. I needed to study his face closer with his glasses off so I could describe him in more detail when I got the chance.
“Not yet. No need. You’re going south with her. Can she hear me?” the man on the line asked.
“Yeah,” Brick replied. “She’s listening.”
“Madeline, you’re okay. No one is going to hurt you. I’d kill anyone who tried. These are two of my best men. They will get you here safely.”
I didn’t want to go to him at all. I wanted to go home. I wanted Blaise. I tried to yell that through the gag.
“Did you fucking gag her?” the man asked.
“Brick told me to,” Tex said quickly.
“She was going to scream when we moved her from the car the bitch had her in to our Ranger,” Brick said.
“Jesus, Brick. You could have ungagged her once she was in the vehicle with you.”
Tex looked back at me and raised his eyebrows, then grinned. If I wasn’t being abducted by these men, I might think he was funny. But seeing as he was my kidnapper, I hated him. I watched as he unbuckled, and the SUV came to a stop. Tex climbed out of the vehicle, then opened my door and loosened the gag around me before taking it off. We were on a long, deserted stretch of road. I could yell for help, but it would be a waste of my voice. I needed to save it for when it would count.
“She’s ungagged,” Tex announced as he got back in the front seat and closed the door.
Brick pulled back onto the road and started driving.
“Madeline,” the voice over the phone said.
“Yes,” I replied tightly.
I needed to get all the information I could. I would get free. I would get back to Blaise. I had to for me and the baby inside me.
“My name is Liam Walsh,” he said.
Everything inside me stilled. I didn’t even take a breath. I had never heard his last name, but I had heard his first.
“Do you know who I am?” he asked.
I gasped as I inhaled oxygen again. “Yes,” I choked out.
“Then, they know who I am,” he said with a heavy sigh.
It was silent for a moment. I waited for the man whose DNA I shared to speak again.
“I’m sorry, honey. They’re going to have to blindfold you after all. If they know who I am, then they’ll know where to look first,” Liam said to me.
“The bitch didn’t tell you that, I assume, Tex,” His tone changed when he addressed Tex. .