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“I know where they’re going, but I don’t know how the fuck we’re going to get her out.”
“Where?” I growl.
“Aces. They may as well have a fucking army surrounding the place. You were right about trackers. All the ones we had stopped at the accident site, they must have scanned her before they started driving.”
“I want you on the ground with us.”
“I’m on my way out of the office right now. Storm is enroute and so is Tommy. I’ve pulled the city’s building records as well so we can make a plan of attack.”
I hang up the phone and change directions toward the club I hoped she would never step foot in again.
Don’t worry, sweet girl, I’m coming for you.
41
Emerson
Fog fills my vision as I come back to consciousness. I never should have allowed myself to pass out, God knows what these men could have done to me in that time.
“She’s awake,” one of them announces. I should have stayed still and played dead, but the pain splitting my head in two wouldn’t have allowed that.
“Good. Boss is going to want to see her when we get to Aces. Take her straight to the VIP area and deliver her before reporting to Terry. Boss wants this place locked down so those fuckers can’t try to break her out.”
I blanch. Rayne won’t be able to save me. He won’t be able to get to me before Russo hurts me. Nausea rolls over me and before I can think better of it, I throw up all over the guy who holds me.
“Fucking bitch,” he yells, his fist slamming into the side of my face.
“Not the face, idiot. Do you think boss wants his future wife having a black eye on her wedding day?”
Wedding day?
My eyes shoot open and I’m surrounded by Russo’s men. Some of them are bouncers at Aces, and others I’ve never seen before. Did they really say wedding day? I can’t marry Russo, if I do, Rayne wouldn’t be able to…
Understanding dawns on me. If he marries me today, the Saint James family can’t retaliate. There’s not a damn thing they’ll be able to do because legally I’ll be Russo’s wife and on the streets, that means more than anything else.
My lungs close up and panic flares to life throughout my entire being. I’m tempted to make one of the guards kill me, to make sure I don’t have to endure a life with Angelo Russo as my husband. But I can’t bring myself to do it, because what if Rayne does get to me in time? He’d be tearing this fucking city apart to get to me, and as they say, it ain’t over until the fat lady sings.
The car stops abruptly and a moment later rough hands are tugging me out the door behind them. If I’m going to go, I’m not going to walk myself into the fucking lion’s den. I’m going to kick and scream as loud as my lungs will allow.
“I don’t want this. Please,” I beg. It’s not going to work, but it’s worth a shot, and seeing as these guys don’t seem to be the same ones who grabbed me at the accident site, they may not know I’m capable of defending myself.
“I don’t really give a fuck what you want, bitch.” The tallest one knees me so hard in the stomach I swear I my liver splits in half.
“This doesn’t seem like a very good life choice for any of you. Rayne is going to kill every last one of you and send your rotting corpses back to Russo as a souvenir,” I spit. I have no idea if that’s something he would actually do, but anything to get the odds flipped in my favor at this point. “Is Russo worth dying for? Considering how he treats women, I can’t imagine he is. How would you feel if someone did this to your sister, or your mother?”
“Can we gag her?” One of them sighs.
“Wait!” I yell. “I can’t marry Angelo.” I glance over my shoulder to make sure no one is standing behind me and quickly switch the ring my dad gave me for my last birthday to my ring finger. It’s definitely not a wedding band, but hopefully they’ll buy it.
“You can and you will,” the big one growls. “Angelo has gone through a lot to get his hands on you, so you’ll do as you’re fucking told.”
“No, I mean legally, I can’t marry him. I’m already married,” I lie.
“No you’re not. We checked the court records to make sure Saint James didn’t think of it before the boss.”
“I am. I promise. We got married last night, the paperwork was filed this morning. By him taking me, he’s starting a war, and I’m certain I’m not worth that amount of hassle.” I’ve never been a good liar, but when your life hangs in the balance, you get good at just about anything on the fly.
The guy holding my arm looks behind me and catches sight of the ring on my finger and groans. “Boss is going to be pissed. Let’s take her to him to see what he wants to do.”
