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“Since I can teach him a lesson in the process, of course.” One he wouldn’t forget because he wouldn’t live to talk about it.
Todd’s eyes narrowed. “He’s a dangerous guy to keep around.”
Simon knew that all too well. “But he won’t be once we kill him.”
Todd actually smiled. “Good.”
“And keep watch.” This part got trickier. Holt alone was lethal. He could be a true threat if he banded with a friend or a team. “I remember him saying something about having a friend in town. They could be working together.”
“If so?”
An easy question. “Lindsey will get to watch them both die.”
Chapter Sixteen
She willed him awake.
Lindsey sat on the floor of the cell Todd had thrown her in. With her legs stretched out in front of her, she waited with Holt’s head in her lap, stroking his hair as she counted the minutes. He could have a concussion or worse. Could be dying.
The wound bled a lot, but she remembered reading somewhere that head wounds did that and not to panic. Most of the time the skull protected the brain from damage. Still, she used the towel Todd threw in with her to fix Holt up. She worried touching him might make whatever was keeping him unconscious even worse.
This was just one more test in a horrible few days of them. The past hour had been a roller-coaster ride of confusion. The rush of happiness she’d experienced in seeing Holt step up in front of her died when Todd stepped up behind him.
The hit. The way Holt’s eyes rolled back into his head and his body crumpled. The horror show would play in her head forever.
She needed to get out of there and to safety. To check on her people and make sure the rest of her rescues were safe. But first she had to wake Holt up and be satisfied he was okay. In the five minutes since Todd left she’d tried saying Holt’s name and singing to him. Kissing his hair and touching his back. Nothing brought him out of his stupor.
She was about to try shaking him when he stirred. He stiffened and then in a snap pushed up to a sitting position beside her. The move came too fast and his head lolled. She thought he might collapse or worse.
“Easy.” She put a hand on his thigh and another on the back of his neck. “Are you injured?”
“I’m fine.” He started to get up but fell back down hard.
She pulled him closer and leaned his body against hers. “Todd hit you three times in the head.”
At least that was what she’d witnessed. There could have been more before Holt ever found her. She had no idea what was happening in the outside world. The small cell worked like an echo chamber, blocking out everything but the fear. That rattled around her until she had to fight off the urge to talk to herself.
“I hate that guy.” Holt rubbed his head and hissed. A wince of pain came next.
For a smart guy he kept missing this pretty elementary issue. “My point was, you could have a serious concussion or something else equally awful.”
“I’m good.” He leaned his head against the wall and exhaled. “I made it seem worse than it was.”
“Right. That’s why you look ready to drop into a deep sleep.”
He turned to look at her without lifting his head from the wall. “Once the first blow came, I knew I was in trouble.”
“You’re saying you tried to end up in here?” Because that didn’t sound smart to her. He should run and get help...shouldn’t he?
Yet part of her loved that he didn’t leave. He didn’t send in helpers. He was the hands-on guy who got things done. Since the wild attraction she felt for him continued to grow and expand, she added being able to count on him to the list of things she liked about him.
He reached over and took her hand in his. “I need to get you out of here.”
She was fully on board with that plan, but... “No kidding, but I need you not to pass out.”
“I’m not a fainter.” He sounded appalled by the idea.
“Can you crawl through glass or whatever that is?” She pointed at the barrier separating them from the outside world. If tough guy wanted to take something apart, he could start with that.
“Cam and Shane are here.”
The entire team. For some reason that gave her comfort. His ability to track her so easily should calm her but it didn’t feel right. “How did you find me?”
He rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand. “I’ve been tracking you.”
“Excuse me?” She willed her body not to react. Her usual response would have been to start barking questions. She let him come to her.
