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My shoulders sagged when the muscle car flew past me, and I breathed out a low, “Asshole.”
I stopped when the car suddenly turned around, wheels screeching, so it was headed toward me. I took an unsteady step back just as large hands snaked around me, covering my mouth and gripping my waist.
The hold was firm and threatening, but familiar in a way that made my head light and the world spin beneath me.
“Time’s up, Jess.”
Fingers dug into my jaw, forcing my mouth open enough for something to dribble past my lips. I tried to cough it out, to stop from swallowing it just as the slight saltiness of the liquid settled on my tongue and hit the back of my throat.
Panic flooded me. Nightmares slammed into me. My mind threatened to go dark just at the memory of that taste on my tongue . . . of what always followed.
No. No, no, no!
Not again. Never again.
I yelled against AJ’s hand as he dragged me off the sidewalk in rough jerks toward the car now idling in the street, doors open wide.
He pushed me against the side of it, pressing against me and groaning in my ear. “Dream about this body.”
I whipped my head back and forth and bit his hand when I couldn’t get free.
He snarled in my ear and jerked his hand away, flexing it and slamming it on the hood of the car as he hissed a curse.
A wild laugh ripped from my chest and I peeked over my shoulder to look at him. “Funny. I only dream about killing you.”
“Baby, I told you. The fantasy of fucking you and killing you usually go hand in hand. One day I’m gonna follow the first up with the second. But, tonight, you owe me,” he reminded me, his tone eager. He forced his hand between the car and me, his fingers searching along the top of my pants. “And I’m taking what I’m owed.”
I thrashed and screamed, “I still have time, AJ.”
He pulled me back and slammed me against the car, knocking the air from my lungs. “Scream again,” he growled, his hand curling around the back of my neck in warning. “See what happens.”
“I still have time,” I repeated, the words scraping up my throat. I tried to think of how long it had been, but it’d felt like weeks since Mickey had forced me into that house. “I have one—two days at least.”
“That right?” he asked in my ear, nipping it and laughing when I flinched away. “It’s cute the way you think I give a shit.”
He stepped away from me, his hand tight on my neck. “Put her in the back,” he ordered roughly.
No, no, no. We have a plan. I need to do my part to get Momma back.
But seconds passed and no one came to do AJ’s bidding.
From the way his hand jerked on my neck, I could tell he was looking around for his band of assholes.
It was then I noticed what was missing. What I wasn’t hearing.
The night’s symphony that had seemed so loud earlier was now eerily silent and still.
A crazed laugh started in my chest and tumbled from my mouth.
“Shut up,” he ground out, his fingers digging into the sides of my neck.
“You’re so fucked,” I rasped, my laugh piercing the stillness surrounding us when AJ jerked me away from the car.
He took careful steps with me in his grasp, his other hand lifting to press his gun to my cheek.
“You better have one in the chamber if you’re gonna have a hope of making it out of this alive.” I didn’t bother telling him there wasn’t a chance he would.
“Pray Nightshade doesn’t find you.”
