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“I didn’t sign off on anything,” I retorted in partial disbelief.
“Okay, so I did it semi-legally. That doesn’t change anything.”
Leaning all the way back against my seat, I closed my eyes, releasing a small laugh. “You are such a pompous dick.”
“Right, let it all out, amada. I’m cocky, arrogant, and an asshole.”
“You forgot a few.”
“You’re right, I’m also filthy fucking rich, handsome, and have a big cock. What else did I miss?”
“Let’s just stick with you being an asshole.”
“Well, that’s one way to say thank you,” he replied dryly.
“You’re right—thank you, Mateo, for using my friends as bait and switch without telling me, sending them into the lion’s den, and continuously—”
“Continuously making the choices you won’t?” he interrupted. “You said you’d do anything for this sick, vile excuse of a woman to stop, yet you throw a tantrum when things don’t go exactly how you want. Nothing is going to happen to your friends. If you don’t believe me, maybe you should at least begin believing them, considering this was their plan. They came to me this morning.”
Well, that certainly shut me up.
“Guess we’re having our first argument.”
“I don’t argue; I’m always right.”
I ignored that last statement and focused on the view outside my window. I tried to see both sides of things, but it was hard when I felt my way was the right way.
“What are we going to do when we get there?” I asked when he finally took an exit.
He didn’t answer until we’d maneuvered through a sleeping part of the city.
“We’re going to make sure that every day she breathes brings her unbearable misery.”
Chapter Nineteen
If you wanted to be off the grid and hidden away, where did you go?
Apparently, it was either a bunker underneath the ground, or someplace in the middle of the deep, dark woods, hours away from civilization.
Mateo turned off the desolate road we’d been on for the past twelve minutes, onto a long gravel drive. We traveled down it until we could no longer see the main path.
Eventually, a large split level log cabin began to take shape.
In the wide open, plain as day to see, was Elias’ dark blue Bentley.
Mateo pulled up behind it and cut the engine.
“Where are they?” I asked.
“The same place we’re going.” He leaned across me and popped open the glove box, pulling out a shiny black gun.
“You remember how to use one of these?”
“Is that a rhetorical question?”
He took the safety off and pressed it into my hand before getting out.
I scrambled to follow him, cursing my damn outfit as my movement was restricted.
