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“When he said your name, I knew there was a man who would forever be haunted by you no matter where in the world he ended up. Trust me, I know the look; I can hear the tone of his voice.”
Her head was truly going to explode. Yes, she had said that a few times already, but this, this was going to be the spark that would set it off.
“I told him I was sick.”
“You’re what?” Kensley asked, standing up from the seat and going to her grandfather. He rose too.
“Now, it’s nothing too serious. I just have to have a small operation on my heart.”
“What?” she cried frantically. She knew her grandparents were old, and she knew she didn’t have that much time with them, but this was too much.
“It’s nothing too serious, Pumpkin. I promise you. I’m going to have the best care in the world. I’m going to be all right. And so are you, with a man like Hunter on your side.”
Kensley listened, awestruck by everything her grandfather divulged. She then sat completely stunned for a few minutes as she tried to absorb everything.
And still, she was finding it hard to connect the pieces.
“He did this all for you, Kensley.”
Those were her grandfather’s parting words to her when she left Everry Place.
But there was something else that she found herself wracking her brain over. Hunter’s words to her...
I can’t take you with me, Kensley. Not where I’m going.
What exactly did that mean? Where was he going? Why couldn’t she go with him?
It was already so late, and poor Karl was still waiting for her outside the building. But he refused to come up with her to her grandparents’ apartment. She felt horrible for keeping him so long, but she needed to get home to Hunter immediately.
She waved to her grandfather, who stood watching from the window as she climbed into the Aston Martin. He had insisted on walking her to the car, but she made the valid point that if her gran woke up and found herself alone, it would leave her distraught for days.
“I’m so sorry, Karl, for keeping you. But can you drive me home, ple—”
Her cheerful and polite attitude turned into a nightmare when she realized that a strange man was already sitting in the back seat of the car, and the driver wasn’t Karl.
She started to kick and scream, but they pulled away, and soon the car was speeding away.
She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. Was she being kidnapped? Now of all times? If they wanted the car, why did they wait for her? And, oh god, where was Karl?
She lost her fight as she feared for her life, and it was at that moment that a pair of handcuffs were clasped to her wrist and to the man sitting next to her.
She was too shocked to speak.
“Where’s Karl, you imbeciles?” She shouted, unafraid for her life now, as she yanked on the restraints.
“He’s fine, Madame. He is home. Please calm down. We’re not allowed to hurt you,” they both cried. That gave her pause for thought. She had already kicked the guy in the back seat with her, in his nether region, scratched his face, and pulled his hair, and he had done nothing to defend against her.
“Please, Madame. Our job is only to transport you without a scratch on your body. If there's a scratch on you, my life is over; that’s why I am handcuffed to you.”
She stilled.
“So I'm being kidnapped?”
“Yes, Madame.”
“By whom?”
“We can’t say, Madame. It won’t be long before we are there, Madame. Two hours tops.”
