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My heart dropped like a rock. “What the fuck did you say?”
“You heard me, Cauldron. I want Camille back.”
Grave looked at me, staying quiet because there was nothing he could add to the conversation.
Would this nightmare ever fucking end? “You even said yourself she didn’t want to be with you.”
“That’s not why I want her. She was a good wingman. No one ever expects a woman to be a criminal. And the prettier she is, the more innocent she seems. I want her back on the job, at my beck and call. Ball’s in your court.”
I sucked in a long breath to dull my nerves, but they were on fire.
“We both know she enjoyed the work,” he said. “I’ll even pay her if she wants.”
I didn’t want her in the criminal limelight. I didn’t want her exposed. I just wanted to take her back home and disappear from this god-awful world. “Fine…we have a deal.”
27
CAMILLE
My arms were so close to my body I couldn’t move at all. A thick rope had been secured around my shoulders, torso, and waist, keeping my arms so tight against my body my shoulders were about to pop out of the sockets. It was payback for the way I’d cut one of his guys when they came to the house. I knocked the other one out cold with a lamp. But it still wasn’t enough for me to get away.
Now I was stuck in the parlor of an apartment in the city, men standing guard behind where I sat on the couch. The onein charge came in and out, smoking a cigar or drinking booze. I had no idea why I was there, but I suspected it had something to do with Cauldron or Grave.
Maybe both.
The man in charge was audible in the other room. A couple guys called him Karl, so I had a name for the face. His voice was quiet because of all the obstacles in the way, but I could make out what he said. “When Grave shows up, we don’t make the exchange. We’re going to tie him up and force him to watch us cut that bitch open and take out each organ until she flatlines. Her death will be the same as my brother’s.”
My entire body went cold when I heard what he said.
Cut me open.
Take me apart—piece by piece.
Holy fucking shit.
I was on the verge of a panic attack when I remembered what Grave and Cauldron were both capable of. They were two powerful men who would get me back. They would… I knew they would. I just had to stay calm.
Karl took a call. I could tell by the way his tone changed. “Bartholomew. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
I gave a gasp so loud that one of the men guarding me came around the couch and looked at me straight on. With one eyebrow cocked, he examined me with suspicion.
I improvised as best I could. “These ropes are so tight… I can’t breathe.” I made the same gasp again to add credibility to my lie. “Could you loosen them just a bit? Please.”
He gave me a cold look before he returned to his position behind me.
Karl talked about business, something about a dead drop…whatever that was. But then the conversation changed. “I’m kinda busy right now, Bartholomew. Let’s meet tomorrow.”
My heart was racing.
“I don’t understand why this can’t wait until tomorrow.”
This was no coincidence.
“Alright,” Karl said. “Make it quick. Here’s the address…”
I knew they were coming. Cauldron, Grave, and Bartholomew. They were coming. Now I just had to sit there and wait…
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