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This was getting bigger than she was. It was also getting more dangerous.
She was now also convinced there was nothing legitimate about them. If they were anything but respected businessmen, they would have the law involved in getting their money back... if Morgan did indeed take it.
Crime lords? Criminals? Scary mafia men? When people stole from them, they went after them this way. Normal people didn’t break into other people’s homes and ransack the place. Also, what were they looking for anyway? Their ten million dollars hidden in Morgan’s sofas.
Everything got too real too quickly.
“You’re going to kidnap me?” she asked in a small voice.
Gray Eyes lifted his jacket away from his body, purposefully. She staggered backward when she noticed he was carrying a firearm.
“Are you going to tell us where he is?”
“I don’t know where he is.”
“Is that your final answer?”
“Yes.” She started to hyperventilate. The true nature of her situation made itself known and she was now perilously and precariously too deep in it. Despite her deep terror of these men, protecting her friend outweighed her fear without question. When she had thought they might kill her when she found them in Morgan’s house it had been more, haha, they were going to kill her. Now it was yeah, this was really truly how she was going to die.
It was too late to start screaming like a maniac now, not that before would have been a better time. Gray Eyes still had his gun, then and now. The outcome could have been the same. A bullet to shut her up.
“Are you... are you going to... torture me?” Oh god, please not her nails. She had a genuine fear of her nails being physically removed from her fingers. She had watched too many movies with Morgan.
“We have our means.”
She clenched her fists. She was so mad at Morgan she wanted to throw a chair at him. She’d miss but she’d still get some satisfaction from it. How did he get tangled up in this mess with these men? She was definitely going to throw something at him when she saved him from this disaster. That’s what she was going to do. Save her best friend in the whole wide world because he would do the same for her.
She had to stay strong. She had to stay sane.
She was going to die. For real, for real.
“Can I at least change into something more practical?”
“We’ll allow it. We’ll also need your cell phone. Laptop. Any other communication device.”
Oh shit.
“Well, I don’t own my own laptop. I use the company one and I leave it at work. And my cell phone broke. I spilled wine over it.” It was easier for her when she told the truth.
“I see. Where’s your cell right now?”
“It’s... It's getting repaired at the shop. In the mall. By a nice man who speaks six languages and...”
Shut up, Lorelei.
That’s what happened when she lied. She kept adding exaggerated details as if she couldn’t help herself. She was glad she stopped before she included, he owned an alligator in his backyard.
“Ian will go with you,” Gray Eyes said. Ah. Now she had a second name. Ian.
She lost all her natural ability to breathe like a normal person when Ian strode toward her, bent down, wrapped his arm around her knees and hauled her over his shoulder.
Her world tilted upside down in an instant.
Indignity was something Lorelei was not unfamiliar with, but this destroyed her.
Being carried out in the dead of night over the shoulder of a man whose name she had just learned, in a robe and nothing more took first prize on her scale of ignominy.
Her attempts to make a noise, mostly to insist she could walk on her own two feet were instantly shut down with the threat of a spanking.
