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“I know.” I didn’t. I didn’t want to see what scathing shit Davis spewed, but I wasn’t going to let him dictate another fraction of my life. Leaning over, I dug the phone from my purse and slid the device open.
Unknown: So, you and lover boy decided to drive home. Perfect. Wanna bet I can figure out what route you’re taking? Watch out, bunny. You never know where I might show up, maybe even in your hotel room along the way. Don’t worry. I’ll let lover boy watch me fuck you before I slit his throat and yours.
Trembling, I turned off the phone and shoved it back in my purse.
“Baby, you’ve turned deathly white.”
“If Davis gets his way, it’ll be my permanent color.”
“Did he physically threaten you?”
“Both of us. He wants to kill both of us now.” I closed my eyes. “Oh, and Pruett must have been inside the house when you talked to him, because Davis has figured out we’re driving back to Chicago.”
“That stupid son of a bitch,” Joshua cursed as he punched the phone icon on the dashboard, syncing up his own Bluetooth. The first call he made was to Mika. Joshua didn’t bother asking, he demanded the dungeon owner contact someone named Landes and have a restraining order drawn up on my behalf.
“You got it,” Mika inhaled deep. “Between Nick, Dylan, and Ian, my damn phone’s been ringing off the hook. You two get your asses back here safely. We’ll handle the rest.”
Before I could ask about the plans everyone seemed to know about, except me, Joshua called Ian. He informed his ménage buddy that Davis “just took a massive shit in his kennel.”
“That’s actually a good thing,” Ian chuckled. It chaffed that he found humor in the whole craptastic mess. “Did he threaten to kill you two in a public place?”
“No,” I replied. “He suggested he might be waiting for us at a hotel along the way so he could slit our throats.”
Joshua issued a low growl.
“Dammit. The prick’s smart. If he continues with the threats, try to see if you can get him to admit he’d like to kill you and everyone around you, like at a mall or a beauty salon—somewhere public. I’m not saying bait him, just lead him if you can.”
“What good will that do?” Joshua asked, clearly irritated.
“That makes him a terrorist, man,” Ian answered with glee. “He’ll find himself in a federal shit storm. With enough charges, he could spend a lot of years behind bars.”
“I don’t want her encouraging him. Not. At. All,” Joshua stated emphatically.
“You need to lighten up, man,” Ian warned. “You know damn good and well we’re going to keep her hidden away nice and safe.”
“I know that. But I won’t use her as bait. Not for you or anyone else.”
“Okay, just forget I mentioned it. We don’t have to go that route,” Ian tried to soothe Joshua, but anger continued to roll off his body.
I placed my hand on his thigh in hopes it might relax him. It took several long seconds before I felt some of the tension leave his muscles.
“Who all is going to be there?” Joshua asked.
“Me, of course, and a couple guys from my team. Drake has arranged for Trev to stay with Mika and Julianna. I guess Savannah came unglued and topped all over the place, refusing to stay behind. So, she’ll be there, too with Dylan and Nick—wearing a nice red ass, I’m sure,” Ian chuckled.
“Coming where?” I asked.
“To the cabin,” Ian replied.
“What cabin?”
“Ahh, I haven’t had a chance to talk to her about that yet, bro,” Joshua sighed.
“Oh, my bad. Sorry, man.”
“No problem, I’ll get to it soon.” Joshua glanced my way with half a smirk.
“What else are you keeping from me?” I demanded in a sharp, accusatory tone.
