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I lunge for him, a wash of red filling my vision, and he lifts his hands up to ward me off and scrambles backward.
Someone grabs me before I reach him, twisting my arms behind my back so I can’t move.
“Enough of this shit,” Austin says, snapping his fingers at his minions. “Let’s—”
“No,” I blurt before he can saygo.
Brett is still holding on to my sister, and even if I don’t know everything that’s happening here, I know enough. They’re not just planning on leaving. They’re planning on leaving with Chloe.
I can’t let that happen.
I have to protect her.
I ignore the burning in my shoulders as I twist around in the grip of the man holding me so I can look at Austin. “Listen, I don’t know what Frank told you—”
“Don’t fight it, honey girl,” Frank cuts in, dabbing his sweaty face again. “This is the only way.”
I jerk against the goon holding me, my head whipping back toward Frank. “What the fuck did you get us into?”
He clears his throat. “Austin here, he… uh, he invested in, well, we were… business partners.” Austin snorts, and Frank scrambles to correct himself. “Not partners. I was just an investor. He was in charge, of course, but now there’s… there’s been a problem.”
“A money problem,” I whisper, my mind racing. He must be talking about the chop shop he set up a year or so ago. The illegal one that he was apparently stupid enough to get the West Point Gang to invest in.
Frank nods, his head bobbing up and down like his neck can barely support it. “Things fell through with the, uh, with the operation.”
“Enough,” Austin cuts in impatiently. “Your father owed us money. Money he couldn’t pay. Luckily for him, he convinced us he had something else of value to sell that would cover it.”
Oh, fuck. Chloe. He meansChloe.
Frank sold my sister to cover his debt.
“Father of the fucking year,” one of the West Point men mumbles with a dark laugh.
“No! You can’t take her!” I blurt. “Please,” I add, my voice harsh with desperation. “I’ll do anything.”
“Riley,” Chloe sobs before the man holding her slaps a meaty hand over her mouth. Her eyes go wide, tears welling up and spilling over as she shakes her head.
“Take me instead,” I whisper, my throat going tight at the muffled sound of her whimper.
“Ah. Very touching.” Austin gives a mocking laugh. “But I think I’ll pass. Your sister is younger, and that means she’ll be more profitable. Besides…” He gives me a cold smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “You’re too fucking mouthy.”
I bite my tongue so hard it almost bleeds, holding back the curses I want to hurl at him.
I have to. I have to show him that I’m not mouthy.
“Please,” I repeat, my voice hoarse and the words physically painful. “I’ll do whatever you want.”
He rakes his eyes over me again, then shakes his head.
“Nah.” The cool dismissal in his voice punches the air out of my lungs. “I think we’ll stick with the one we already have. Frank? You’re paid in full. Let’s go.”
“No!” I shout, doing my best to wrench away from the thug holding me.
“You really want to keep fighting, bitch?” the man whispers in my ear, pressing something cold and hard against my ribs.
His gun.
I go still, gasping as the horrible truth sweeps through me. There’s nothing I can do. If I try to fight my way out of this, I’ll only get myself killed.
