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OLIVIA
“Cat got your tongue, beautiful?” Dale Starling smirks over at me as he casually sips his beer.
“You need to let me go,” I grit out.
“Let you go? But the fun is only just starting.” He spreads his legs wide, brazenly running his hand over his crotch.
Disgusting pig.
“Come on, D, man. Maybe she’s right, maybe we should—”
“Would you quit whining like a little bitch, Manford? We’re just having some fun.”
Dale’s friend shoots me an apologetic glance but doesn’t say anything else.
Coward.
I still can’t believe he kidnapped me and brought me here to some abandoned building on the edge of Huxton. It’s obviously where they come to hang out, since it’s filled with typical bachelor pad things. An old sofa, a makeshift bar, and a slightly wonky pool table. But there’s only the three of us here tonight.
“The Heirs won’t—”
“Will you stop talking about the fucking Heirs?” he spits. “The Heirs came into our territory and fucked up my car. Seems only fair we fuck up something that belongs to them.”
A violent shiver runs down my spine, but I don’t let him see the fear in my eyes.
“This is not a good idea,” Manford says, his leg jostling as he perches on the roll arm of one of the mismatched chairs.
“Have a drink and loosen the fuck up. I don’t remember you disagreeing when we spotted her leaving the game, ripe for the taking.” A wicked glint flashes in Dale’s eyes.
They’d been right there, waiting for the game to finish to no doubt start shit with my brother and the Heirs.
But they saw me first.
If only I hadn’t fled…
I glance at my mobile phone on the coffee table beside Dale. They confiscated it the second they wrestled me into their car, but so far he hasn’t tried to get into it.
But if I can get my hands on it, I can text or call Oak. Or the police, since Dale Starling has clearly lost his fucking mind.
I get that Reese blew up his car, but kidnapping seems a big step up from vehicle arson.
“You want a drink?” Dale asks me.
“Unbelievable,” I murmur and his eyes narrow.
“What the fuck did you say?”
“I said, ‘unbelievable’.”
“I was trying to be polite.”
“You really are crazier than I thought. You can’t kidnap someone and—”
“I think I liked it better when you were quiet,” he snaps. “Manford, get us another beer.”
Oh good. He’s going to get drunk before he does whatever it is he brought me here to do.
