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“What are you doing? Where are you taking me?”

Bremmer met my stare in the rear-view mirror, but said nothing.

This was bad…this was really bad.

I glanced at the lock on the door, then the hatred in his gaze. The car slowed, braking before we skidded hard and swung around. I flew across the seat, cast one way then the other, as the car swung back to face the way we’d come and stopped.

The driver’s door was shoved open and dust billowed in, filling the car in an instant. My own door was flung open, then I was grabbed and hauled out, falling to the ground at his feet.

“Get up.”

My mind raced and filled with all the scenarios where you’d take someone handcuffed down an empty road.

“I said get up!”

He yanked the cuffs until the metal ground against the bones of my wrists. His other hand found my throat, clenching tight. I coughed and gasped, drawing in dust-choked air. Flashes of memories slammed into me, of London St. James towering above me as he kicked and punched, driving his brutal knuckles into my face over and over as he shouted. Where is he? WHERE IS MY SON?

“GET THE FUCK UP!” The FBI agent roared above me.

I shoved upwards, slamming back against the car.

Crack!

My head impacted with the car. White, hot stars detonated behind my eyes, blinding me.

“The guns aren’t mine.” I croaked as the steel cuffs screeched against the paintwork. “You have to believe me. They…aren’t…mine.”

I tried to lift my head, finding him shrouded in shadows. Bremmer sucked in hard breaths, straightened until he blocked out the sun, and reached for his gun.

No!

GOD, NO!

He dragged it out of his holster.

The gun was all I could see. It was London all over again.

I shook my head as terror punched through me. I jerked my hands, but they slammed against my back. With me unable to protect myself, he lifted the gun and swung.

Crack!

My head slammed backwards. My lips split against my teeth. Blood bloomed as I lay there against the car, dazed.

Bremmer’s harsh breaths wheezed as he towered over me. “I’m going to tell you once, do you understand? Because if you don’t do what I tell you to do, we’re going to have a problem. I’ll go after your family, starting with that brunette back there. I’ll arrest her, throw her in the males’ cells. How do you feel about that?”

I shook my head as tears threatened.

I didn’t understand. I didn’t under?—

He lunged, then yanked my shirt until my gaze snapped to his. “Are you hearing me, Priest?”

I didn’t kill your brother…I didn’t?—

“You’re to back off Hale. Do you hear me? Back the fuck off Haelstrom Hale.”

I froze, my mind unable to comprehend.

The shadows around his face brightened until I stared into those hateful eyes. “This is a warning and it’s the only one you’ll get.”

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