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I listened for a moment, but nothing else followed.
Where was the other brother?
Both doors would have opened and closed, right?
Unless they had tasked someone else with getting rid of me.
Footsteps echoed inside the condensed space, my heart hammering away in my chest like a jackhammer as they grew louder before stopping completely.Oh god.The click of the trunk unlocking had me nearly losing all the liquor I had consumed. My hands grew sweaty, my fingertips tingling as I panted in fear.
The moment the trunk opened; I was blinded by the sudden brightness. I squinted at the shadow looming above me.
Kiernan.
His ginger hair was tied back in a small bun at the top of his head, revealing a jagged undercut beneath that gave him a fierce edge. His cheekbones sat high on his face and easily accentuated his chiseled jawline and lush, kissable lips.
But it was his eyes that stole the show. A deep emerald that immediately caught you up and swallowed you whole. There was so much pain swirling behind them that it killed me. I wanted to know who’d had put that pain there and take it away.
Shaking my head slightly, I threw those thoughts right where they belonged. In the trash.
This is the man who is about to kill you, idiot.
My vagina didn’t seem to care. She was too busy throwing a pussy power party.
“Let’s go” was his gruff command. Snatching my bound hands, he easily lifted me from within the confines of the trunk, setting me on my feet before him.
Bad idea.
The world around me spun like a tilt-a-whirl at the county fair, and before I could stop myself, I was heaving all over his expensive-looking shoes.
Served him right.
“Criost,” he muttered and pulled back my tangled hair from my face with a gentleness that bellied his savage expression before untying the gag between my lips. Once I was done emptying the contents of my stomach, I ran my tongue over my dry lips, trying to rid myself of the bitter taste of whiskey-tinged vomit. “Are you done?”
I nodded my head sheepishly, my anger momentarily forgotten as my stomach churned again and the surrounding space spun. Without another word, he swung me up into his arms. My eyes snapped shut, the action causing my stomach to gurgle and protest. Lucky for him, whatever was left in my stomach remained there.
“Where are you taking me?” Ugh, cotton mouth. I buried my bound hands in his green button-down, struggling to hold on as he stomped away from the car with me in his arms.
“Quiet,” he snapped.
I huffed. “I deserve to know if you’re planning on killing me, you know.”
He grunted like he didn’t think so.
Rude.
Realizing he wasn’t going to talk, I let my gaze wander. Maybe if I took in enough detail, I could figure out how to escape before he sprung the guillotine and offed my head.
There were cement pillars everywhere, the ceiling lower than normal. It looked to be an underground parking garage. The fluorescent lights above were so bright they mirrored daylight. Several cars dotted the underground structure, ranging from simple four-door sedans to oversized Mercedes G-wagons that I had no doubt could survive a tank attack.
“Sir.”
A man in a pair of tight-fitting black cargo pants and a polo nodded at Kiernan and pressed the arrow for the elevator.Who the hell was this guy who kidnapped me?He obviously worked for the Irish Mafia. Was he one of their top lieutenants? He’d have to be higher up in the chain of command for someone to refer to him as sir.
The elevator dinged, the untarnished silver doors sliding open to let us in. Kiernan nodded at the man when he leaned into press another button and then swiped his finger along the sensor.
Great, it was fingerprint controlled. That wasn’t going to help me escape unless I planned on hacking someone’s finger off, and even then, I wasn’t sure shit like that worked outside of James Bond movies.
The panel lit up with the number three.
