Inez?
“Look, I know you’re upset, but at least let me get Cleo, and we’ll figure this out.”
“No.” Jane reached into her bag and pulled out a gun, aiming it at Addison’s chest.
What the…
“I like you, Addison. Don’t make me use this.”
Jesus Christ.She instinctively lifted her hands.
“What are you doing, Jane?”
“Protecting myself. You’re safe here. I’m not.” She waved the gun toward Addison’s car. “Go get in the driver’s side.”
Absolutely not!She wasn’t going to get in a confined space with someone brandishing a weapon. Addison needed to calm Jane down and offer another alternative. She could let Jane take her rental car.
“Hear me out, okay?”
“No.”
“You can take my car.”
Jane shook her head. “And the minute I leave, you’re going to tell the club what I did and they’ll come after me.”
This was insane.
“You’re not gonna shoot me, Jane.”
She arched her brow. “Are you sure about that?”
Am I?What did she actually know about Jane?Nothing.
Addison pressed her palms together. “Please, don’t do this.”
“Get in the car.” She cocked the gun. “Now.”
Addison was out of negotiation tactics, especially with a weapon involved. She was left with no other choice but to follow Jane’s instructions. If anyone had presented this scenario a week ago, Addison would’ve laughed.Jane pulling a gun on me?No way. But she was living the reality. She slowly walked to her car, peering around in hopes someone would see them. But there was no one around. She opened the door and got in. When Jane got into the passenger seat, she considered trying to make a run for it. There was a good chance Jane was bluffing. But there was always the chance she wasn’t.
*
Jane gave her step-by-step instructions on when to change highways and where to turn once they arrived in the city of Lawry. She still had no idea where they were going or who Inez was to Jane. When they turned down the industrial road, herheart started to race as panic set in. She’d been here before and not too long ago. Unlike last time, the sign was lit up. The Bowery.
“Shit.” Addison eased up on the gas.
Jane jerked her head and lifted the gun, which had been laying on her lap the entire ride. She didn’t aim it at Addison, but having it so close sent a shiver up her spine.
“What?” Jane’s voice shook.
Addison swallowed the knot in her throat. She was not in the position to make demands, but she’d plead her case.
“I can’t go to that club. I pissed off the owner, and I’m sure he’d love nothing more than to wrap his hands around my neck and watch me take my last breath.”
It was dramatic but quite possibly accurate.
Jane’s brows knitted, and she peered out the window. “We’re not going there. Turn left.”
Gladly.Addison pulled into the highrise parking lot across the street. It was near empty, which seemed strange considering how big the apartment building was. Jane motioned for her to pull into the spot closest to the entrance.
