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Through my chuckles, I said, “Nothing about you scares me. Sorry to ruin your fun, Agent.”
Heat washed across my neck as Agent Reyes tried and failed to control his breathing. “If you think this is fun for me, your definition of the word is seriously misguided.”
“So then let me go! The solution to both of our problems seems pretty fucking crystal clear.”
He didn’t want me here. I didn’t want to be here. It would make both of our days if he just told my dad that I gave him the slip and vanished. It was a probable lie. I’d run away from home enough as a teenager that my dad would buy it hook, line, and sinker.
“I know spoiled brats are used to getting everything they want,” Reyes spoke in a gruff, resecuring his grip around my wrists. “But you’re not getting out of this trip.”
My focus narrowed behind me as cold steel rubbed over my throbbing wrists for one soothing moment until two distinct clicks slit through the air.
Shock perked my head upright as I tried to move my arms to the side, and they caught in the metal restraints. To my side, the flash of keys caught my eye as they disappeared inside Reyes’ pocket.
“What the fuck? Did you just handcuff me?”
A cruel and victorious glint shined in his eyes as he spun me around and nodded.
“Uncuff me, you asshole!”
“Uh-uh.” His hand engulfed my chin, forcing my head up and holding it still. “You don’t tell me what to do. I give the orders, and you follow them or you stay handcuffed for the next three long days. Got it?”
“Oh, fuck you!”
He lowered the cut of his gaze, triumph running laps around his darkened irises. “Sounds like you’ve got it.”
With that, he threw me in the backseat of his car and locked the doors. He got in the driver's seat, not sparing me any attention as I yelled and cursed and hurled every insult at him that my brain could concoct.
He ignored every slight and barbed name I could think of until I tired myself out and sank down into the seat, defeat and self-loathing balling up and lodging in my throat.
I hadn’t cried in front of anyone since Jonathan’s funeral, and I wasn’t about to start now with this dipshit. After a few minutes of willing the burn of tears away, I said, “You never told me where we were stopping to sleep tonight.”
Finally, Reyes responded. “I’ve got a hotel mapped out just off of our route.”
“Where?”
He caught my eye in the rearview mirror. “Vegas.”
