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“Finn, what the fuck—” But her words are cut off as Shane steps out from the closet, walks up behind her, and shoves a rag over her face.
She struggles, fighting him, but Shane’s strong. He might be inexperienced, but the kid’s got guts, I’ll give him that.
Her screams are muffled as Shane forces her down to her knees.
“Don’t make this hard,” I say, standing. I pull the gun from its holster at my side and approach. Her eyes go wide. “Let me ask you something. Did you hear that big boom earlier?”
She nods, looking frantic.
I lean forward, smiling, delighted. “That was the sound of your father’s car exploding. With him in it, of course.”
She shakes her head, not believing me. I stand back, studying the girl I nearly married. Not to my taste. Not at all.
“Shane, let her go. Robin, if you scream, I’ll skip this conversation and go right to killing you.”
Shane steps back, bringing the rag with him.
Robin struggles to her feet, breathing hard, staring at me with sheer terror. I hold the gun, aimed at her face. My finger on the trigger.
“I don’t believe you,” she whispers hoarsely.
“That’s okay. You will soon.” I step closer. “Back on your knees.”
“Finn,” she says, voice squeaking. “Please—”
“Get. On. Your. Knees.”
Slowly, she sinks down, trembling. “You don’t have to do this. We can come to an agreement. I can help you. Please, if you just listen—”
“Open your mouth.”
She reels back. “Excuse me?”
I reach forward lightning fast and grab her jaw, squeezing it hard, forcing her lips apart. “Open. Now.”
When she obeys, I shove the gun barrel hard between her lips. It scrapes, chipping one tooth. She groans in pain, but I grab the back of her head, keeping her in place.
“That’s better,” I murmur. “Now, I have your attention. Your father is dead. The chief of police is busy spinning a story about engine failure. My involvement will never become public. Do you understand? Nod yes.”
She nods, shaking under my grip.
“Good. Now. My father’s little law failed by a single vote. Do you know the senator that turned against it?”
She nods again.
“You’re going to call him and beg him to change his mind. You’re going to tell him that it was your father’s dying wish. You’re going to sound emotional and convincing. If you don’t, I’ll kill you.”
Tears streak down her face and she nods.
“You’re doing great, Robin. Once that’s finished, you’re going to console your mother. You’re going to bury your father. And you will never, ever get involved in politics again. If you do, I will find you, and I will do to you what I did to your father. Nod now, please.”
She nods, blinking as the tears keep falling.
“Wonderful. Do you want me to remove the gun from your mouth?”
She nods quickly.
“If you scream, you die. Are you ready to make the call?”
