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With a quick glance through the window next to the door to make sure he had left, I opened the door and walked outside like I had somewhere to be.
Because as far as Mickey needed to know . . . I did.
My street.
Only I hadn’t expected to get there. I hadn’t expected to get far at all.
I had thought I’d see a black SUV within minutes after stepping off the Holloway property.
Or one of AJ’s men.
But there was no one.
And all I had on me was a knife Kieran had left me. No bag or money since Mickey had taken everything. Nothing to get me to Raleigh to keep up the pretense.
I bit out a curse and turned in the direction of the city.
It was a thirty-minute drive. I didn’t want to think about how long it would take to walk . . . and I was in heels. And now that I was staring at the distance, I had to wonder if Mickey would let me walk it jus
t to see how far I would get before I caved and begged to get into the SUV.
With a frustrated huff, I started that way, cursing mobsters and silent, creepy men as I walked.
At the last minute, I turned toward downtown Wake Forest, my mind set on conning some poor, unsuspecting idiot out of his drinking money so I could get a ride.
My steps suddenly faltered before I was able to recover my steady gait.
If I’m not found first . . .
I tried to listen to everything surrounding me.
I tried to look everywhere.
But the nocturnal noises and distant sounds of downtown were messing with my senses.
Because I’d been sure someone was to my right, but now I was hearing things to my left. And no one was there.
Be nothing. Be nothing.
The moment I thought it might be Kieran, unease crawled up my spine and twisted my stomach.
Head up.
Shoulders back.
Lips twisted.
Eyes laughing.
Minutes passed as I walked without anyone making themselves known. Not one of the three vehicles that passed me was the one I was waiting for. But that feeling like I was surrounded never left.
No one could be silent the way Kieran was . . . but this wasn’t about being silent. If there was someone following me, they had a world of noises to hide behind and were using it.
Coward.
The houses were thinning and turning into buildings, and the streets of downtown were in my sights.
The roar of an engine sounded behind me, louder than the others and rapidly approaching, but I refused to turn as I waited for something to happen.
