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I’m embarrassed by my Spanish, but I figure they hear dummies like me all the time butchering their language.
The bored cop behind the thick, bulletproof glass nods. Guess they don’t see much crime in a beautiful place like Ibiza.
Wait till he hears my story.
“I’ve been kidnapped. I need help,” I blurt, knowing I sound like a crazy woman.
But I don’t care.I’m free.
And while the hairs on the back of my neck bristle as I wonder why this is so damn easy, I shove the feeling aside. I need to focus. I need to call my father and find out what the hell is going on.
“Excuse me,Señorita?”
“I… I… I have been kidnapped. I just escaped. I need to call my father back in the United States. Please help me.”
He looks around and slowly gets up from his stool. He opens the locked door to the waiting room and beckons me inside. It securely clicks behind us.
“Thank you, sir. Thank you so much. I’ve been a prisoner for weeks. I just need to call my father at home in the United States.”
He ushers me into a small room with a table and a couple chairs, like the ones you see on TV. I think they’re called interrogation rooms or something.
“Sir, do you think I could use the phone first? I really need to call home.
He gestures for me to take a seat. “In a moment,Señorita.Let me get you some water first.”
I set the puppy down and she crazily runs around, sniffing everything in the room.
“Oh, thank you. Yes, I could use some water.”
He pulls the door closed behind me and I want to jump up and down. I don’t believe what the guys told me about my father. They’re full of shit. They know nothing about my dad or me. He’ll be thrilled to know I’m safe now.
I can’t wait to get off this fucking island. I will never come back to Spain. Never.
I sit in the room for several minutes, drumming my fingers. There is absolutely nothing to do but wait, so I play with the puppy a bit, not even caring when she pees on the floor.
I don’t understand what is taking so long, so I check the door, which is indeed locked. Fine. That’s probably how it’s supposed to be. So I knock.
No answer.
I knock again. “Hello!” I shout.
And finally, footsteps click down the hallway toward me. I sigh with relief.
The door flies open and the cop hands me my water.
And just behind him are Bogdan, Fedor, and Ilya.
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14
BOGDAN
“Doyou have everyone in your fucking pocket?”
Abby is not happy.
In the SUV, Karol steers around the last, steep switchback, and we arrive at the villa. Fedor has the puppy, and I release the zip-ties from Abby’s hands.
