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I reached across to the passenger side door. It was locked too. I tried the unlock button on the door again, but nothing happened.
“This isn’t normal,” I said.
“Could he have done something to the car so it stays locked without the remote?”
“He must have.” A shiver ran down my spine. We clearly weren’t the first women he’d transported in this car, for this purpose.
I checked the glove box, but it was empty. There weren’t even service records inside. Same with the center console.
I knew from a safety video my dad had made me watch that windshields would break from the inside if you were ever stuck in your car after an accident. But there was nothing we could use to break it.
Then I looked down at my shoes. The stupid heels I’d put on in my hurry to confront my dad.
That thought almost brought tears to my eyes. It seemed so long ago. Had it really only been a day? And had I really been so concerned about something that had happened back in high school? It all seemed so ridiculous now.
I had to get out.
My heart beat fast, but otherwise, I was strangely calm. “Get ready to run.”
I scrambled to the passenger seat so I had more room, put my feet up, bent my knees, and kicked.
My heels stuck into the windshield, leaving cracks around them. Grateful for that little ankle strap, I pulled back, dislodging them, and kicked again.
The windshield shattered.
“Let’s go.”
Fortunately, the safety glass didn’t slice us open as we got enough of the debris out of the way to climb out. I got out first, then helped Brielle. I could feel panic trying to take hold—Drew could come back around that corner any second—but I forced myself to stay calm.
We needed to get out of sight. There was another building in the opposite direction of where Drew had gone. I grabbed Brielle’s hand and we took off toward it. With every breath, I feared I’d feel the impact of a bullet. Would Drew try to stop us, or just mow us down without a word?
Somehow, we reached the building and took cover on one side. I pressed my back against the wall, hoping we hadn’t made things worse.
Before I could figure out what to do next—we were still within the fence and all too easy to find—all hell broke loose.
Drew started yelling obscenities but was cut off by the sound of vehicle engines. Someone else had arrived.
I froze, hope surging through me like heat from a flame. I didn’t know how I knew—how I could be sure. But I was.
It was Zachary.
CHAPTER 39
Zachary
Preston pulled into what looked like an abandoned warehouse complex on the river. A chain-link gate was open and we drove right in.
Two things immediately caught my attention. One, the lone car parked up ahead. It was angled just enough that I could see the broken windshield. And two, the boat tied up to the dock.
That had to be the boat that was going to take Marigold west where they’d smuggle her out of the country. Was she on it already?
I didn’t have time to consider our options or make a plan. Preston got out of his car and started talking to another man—and that dude was pissed.
“All we have to do is stall for time until local law enforcement gets here,” Garrett said. “Don’t do anything stupid.”
“If she’s on that boat, we can’t let it leave.”
“I know.”
