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“Take your next right.”
I careened around the corner, squealing my tires. The car followed us, weaving in and out of traffic to get closer.
“I want you to get off the phone and drive like you’ve never driven before, Cameron. The second Nicole gets here, I’m coming for you guys. Keep your phones on your person, no matter where you have to put them, and stay with that truck until absolutely necessary.”
“Got it,” I said. “See you with SWAT soon.”
I hung up the phone and shoved it into my pants. Then, my mind started swirling. If I wanted to hide it so it wouldn't be trackable if we got caught, I’d need it in a better place. I squealed around another corner and lifted off my ass, pulling my phone back out of my pocket and sliding it down my pants. I situated it between my thigh and my groin, hoping to hell and back it would stay concealed if something happened.
But someone cut me off before I could sit back down.
The damn car came out of nowhere and caused me to swerve. Heather’s unconscious body fell into my arm, and I wrapped my grip around her. I held her to me, keeping her steady as my other hand gripped the steering wheel. Tires squealed and smoke flooded the windshield of my car. I missed the car that cut me off by only two or three inches.
I throttled it to get away from them, but when the smoke cleared, my eyes widened. The last thing I saw was the tree in front of us before I crashed into it.
CHAPTER 32
HEATHER
“Get out of the car.”
My head felt heavy, and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.
“Did you hear me, bitch? Get out of the car.”
My eyes fluttered opened as my head lifted up from something hard and warm.
“Cameron?” I croaked.
I heard something snap, and my head fell to the side to see what was happening. The barrel of a gun came into view. My eyes widened, and my body tensed as a whimper fell from my lips.
“Do I have your attention now?” the man asked.
I couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe. Couldn’t move. Who was this person? Where was Cameron? Was I about to die?
“Get out, Mr. Silver.”
My head whipped over as a searing pain shot down my neck.
“It’s okay, Heather. Just do as they say.”
Cameron’s body was fuzzy, but I saw him next to me and felt his heat gravitate away from me as he slid from his truck. My door glew open, and someone’s hand came down onto my arm. My instant reaction was to pull away, but he was too strong. I unbuckled my seatbelt just as he tugged at me, and then he tossed me onto the ground.
I tried my best to keep my stomach from taking a pounding as I began inhaling dust.
“We got them, boss.”
“After over two years.”
I closed my eyes and willed my jaw to stop trembling as a door opened in the distance. I looked over and saw a blacked-out vehicle sitting behind Cameron’s mangled truck. Everything came back in bits and pieces as a man stepped out of the car, a man I figured was the boss. The doctor’s appointment. The needle. I’d been woozy the second they pricked me with it. I’d never been weird with needles or blood.
Had I been drugged?
“You had to know you couldn’t hide forever Mr. Silver,” the man said.
I looked over and saw someone dragging Cameron toward the boss. I felt the cold metal of the other man’s gun at the back of my neck, and I lowered myself to the ground. I pressed my cheek against the dusty dirt and cradled my belly, trying my best to keep myself alive.
“What do you want?” Cameron asked.
