Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 64910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
What the fuck?
“Move off of him,” I hissed.
The man didn’t.
He did, however, shift his weight to look at me sideways as if I was an interesting creature.
“You don’t know who I am, do you?” he asked.
I blinked.
My brain was foggy, sure, but was I supposed to ‘know’ him?
I didn’t think so.
“I guess nine years is a long time.” He shrugged. “Or more like ten now. The last time I saw you, your husband punched the shit out of me in the parking lot of the courthouse.”
Pieces started to fit together like a puzzle I couldn’t quite figure out.
The courthouse parking lot the day of my brother’s trial. Bram punching the man that Amon had hired to ‘follow’ me. The guy leaving saying I wasn’t worth the pay.
But I’d seen a look in his eyes that day that’d promised retribution.
“Why?” I asked.
“Your brother was a genius,” he said. “I can’t believe that you wouldn’t have wanted to get in on that. Before he died, he helped me invest thousands of dollars that he helped me make. I’m now a millionaire about thirty times over.”
This was making no sense.
Another trickle of what had to be blood ran down my forehead to my hair.
“You obviously don’t have the genius gene, or you would’ve figured this out a hell of a lot faster.” He sighed. “It’s quite disappointing, really. I’ve left you clues everywhere.”
I had no clue what he was talking about.
“I used to help him watch you sleep.” He giggled then. “But I guess you wouldn’t have seen me with him smothering you with a pillow.”
My stomach sank.
“I’ve been hoping you’d figure this out for months. But you and that husband of yours just aren’t a challenge whatsoever.” He sighed. “I got bored with you. Though, you weren’t supposed to get this hurt. That bodyguard of yours is dumb as a box of rocks. I thought for sure he’d find the bomb before it detonated.”
I didn’t know what to say.
“Who are you?” I asked. “Why?”
“Guess it doesn’t matter now,” the man said. “My name is Travis Haynes.”
He said it in such a way that I was supposed to know who he was.
But I didn’t.
I didn’t think I was dumb, either.
I did, however, think that this man was just as Looney Tunes as my own brother had been, though.
“Not even my name rings a bell?” He rolled his eyes. “You’re ridiculous.”
I didn’t know what to say to that, so I didn’t.
Really, couldn’t.
It was becoming harder and harder to think.
“Dory!”
The sound of Bram’s tortured voice had me wanting to open my eyes despite the pain that I was in.
“Dory, baby! Dory!”
“Guess that’s my cue to go.” Travis stood and leaped off the board and I heard a groan come from the man underneath it. “Have a good one.”
Then he was gone, disappearing as fast as he’d arrived.
There was another groan, but when I tried to turn my head farther, there was such an intense shade of agony that pierced through my skull that I knew there was something seriously wrong with me.
“Dory, oh sweet fuckin’ Jesus,” Bram breathed.
He started to step on the wall that’d partially collapsed on KD, but my weak yell stopped him.
“No,” I cried out. “Davis is under there.”
Bram stepped around it, hefted the wall off of KD, and then turned toward me.
He dropped down to his knees so that he was face to face with me on the ground, lying on his stomach.
That’s when I knew it was really bad.
“I can still feel the baby moving,” I whispered.
He swallowed hard, and I watched his Adam’s apple bob.
“Yeah?” he asked.
For once, he didn’t reach down and touch my stomach.
He didn’t reach and touch me anywhere.
And it was then that I knew that I was about to die.
“H-how bad is it?” I asked him.
He swallowed hard again, and I watched his face turn a shade paler.
“Bad,” he murmured. “Can you feel your legs?”
Now that he mentioned it… no.
Was that a good thing or a bad thing?
There was another groan from beside me and KD came up to an elbow and stared at me blankly.
He turned his head to study Bram, realized who Bram was, then turned his head back to me so fast that I knew there was something wrong with how I looked.
His eyes widened in horror as he took me in, and I knew that I would die right where I was at.
If I looked that bad…
“Adrenaline,” I mumbled, feeling dizzy. “That’s why I can’t feel everything that’s wrong with me.”
“You’re okay,” Bram lied straight to my face.
I laughed weakly. “I thought that we weren’t going to lie to each other anymore?”
Bram opened his mouth and then closed it, clearly unsure how to answer that.
“You know, today was the day that I was going to tell you I wanted to go back home.” I swallowed. “I contacted the movers already and everything.”