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The van pulls away, and I’m once again trying to scream. A piece of tape is slapped over my mouth, and a bag is put over my head to silence me. Someone ties my hands behind my back, so I’m really screwed.
My heart beats frantically as I try to remember everything I’ve ever learned about what to do in these types of situations.
I can’t think of anything, and my body shakes from fear.
“What is she doing?” one of the three men in the back of the van says.
Hmm. I shake harder, like I’m having some sort of episode. Maybe they’ll remove the sack. I thrash my body around on the back of the van floor, and the men do nothing at first.
“Is she dying?”
“Untie her hands.”
They shout commands, and somebody finally unties me and removes the sack from my head.
I’ve got nothing to lose, so I rush at the biggest man, trying my best to scratch at his face with my nails. I kick and flail my limbs, trying my best to get to the door and out of the van. I don’t even care if the van is in motion.
“Tie her back up,” the bald man says to the other two.
The man behind the wheel slows down and turns around.
It’s Frank.
My fight falters, my eyes going wider at the sight of him. I’m in trouble now, and I’m not sure what to do except keep trying to free myself from this van. We tussle more, but they gain control, tying my arms together. They leave the sack off my head, but it doesn’t matter, I can’t see anything out the tinted windows, anyway.
My phone is in my back pocket, but it’s almost like these guys can read my mind because they grab it and toss it to the front of the van.
All hopes of getting a hold of Titan flies out the window.
I sit still, no sense trying to get away when I’m outnumbered. Yet, I keep my options open, trying my best to think of something that I can do to escape.
I’ll always go down fighting.
I will not accept this as my fate.
The van takes a hard left, and I bang my head on the floorboard as I’m tossed around. Frank comes to an abrupt stop and I’m pushed forward as the door opens. I kick and flail as the men bring me into an abandoned warehouse. My hands may be tied but that doesn’t mean I won’t try to claw my way out of here. I kick at the men as they rush me into an open area with a wooden chair in the middle of the room.
Yes, it’s just like in those movies where they torture the person in that chair.
I freak out a little, but they don’t sit me in that chair. Instead, there’s a large cage, the kind for a big dog, and they shove me inside and lock it.
I can barely move, and I realize they’re using me as bait. But for who?
Titan?
Steele?
My mind rolls over the possibilities as the men set up the room for the main attraction. How can I get out of here?
What can I do?
Fifteen
Titan
* * *
Ever get that feeling? That feeling that something isn’t right? I’ve got this tingling traveling up my spine setting off alarms.
I glance through the small window.
“Where’s Blue?” I ask, scanning the top floor of the club. She’s no longer standing in the spot I left her in when I went to talk to Gunner.
“Is she downstairs?” Gunner hurries behind me as I race down the steps.
That feeling is back, moving up my spine and casting a dark shadow all around me.
I question the men on the first floor.
We talk to a few more men who said they saw her go outside. I rush out there, not even caring about anything, until I see the blue-eyed beauty standing safely before me.
But outside is empty. There’s a chill in the air. And the quietness creeps closer. I search around, not ready to give up just yet.
“We’ll find her,” Gunner says. “Calm down.”
“I can’t be calm when some motherfucker could do something horrible to my girl.”
Gunner puts a hand up, stopping me from moving further. “Wait a minute. Are you telling me you actually care about this woman?”
I nod. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“A lot has changed since I’ve been gone.”
“Yeah, funny how that works, huh?” I rub at the back of my neck.
“I have an idea who took her and where they are,” he says, already moving toward a black SUV in the lot.
We hop in, and Gunner peels out of the lot. I’m not really sure how I feel about him helping me find Blue, but right now I’ll take it.
I pull out my phone, calling Rogue. He answers on the first ring.
“I was just about to call you. I looked into that guy, Frank DiMaseo.”
