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“Damn, would you get a look at those eyes?” he said, staring at me.
The other man walked around and stood beside him. He was tall and skinny. Spiky brown hair and a weird goatee. Same snake tattoo on his arm though. “Who does she belong to again?” the skinny one asked.
The fat one shrugged. “We don’t know. Boss just said to get her. Not sure he knows why this was whatshewanted.”
Theshewas not me. I didn’t want this. I thought about telling them who I belonged to, but then I worried it would put Gage in trouble. I didn’t want any of them in danger. I kept my mouth shut. Gage was still recovering.
The skinny guy looked at me with an apologetic frown, as if he was sorry about this. “Which is why you hit her too damn hard. This ain’t even Viper-related.”
“It is when the pussy that the boss wants demands we get her.”
“Boss might change his mind about what pussy it is he wants when he gets a look at this one,” the skinny guy muttered. “I’ve seen them both. This one wins.”
The fat guy shook his head. “Nope. Pussy he wants is Acid’s sister. He’ll pick her.”
“Acid might want her.” The skinny guy tilted his head toward me.
I wanted to scream that no one was getting me. My skin felt like it was crawling, and I was nauseous. I wasn’t sure if it was from the head pain or the fear.
“You want some water? We got some food in the kitchen. Best fucking barbecue you’ve ever had,” the skinny guy told me.
“Just water,” I replied.
“If you change your mind, let me know. Juice is a genius on the grill.”
I ignored that but put yet another name away, just in case I needed it later. It sounded like I had a small chance I might get out of here alive.
My thoughts went to Gage. Would he know I had been taken? Would he think I had run away from him? No. I’d left my purse, phone, everything in the office. The back door had been left open. He’d know I hadn’t just run off on foot. At least if I didn’t survive this, then he wouldn’t think I had left him.
Thirty-Eight
Gage
The plane landed in Nashville just as Blaise’s phone rang. I pulled out my own phone to send Shiloh another text. She hadn’t responded to the last three. I knew she had been at work earlier, but she’d be home by now.
“When?” The tone in Blaise’s voice caught my attention. His body tensed up, and Huck also noticed. “You’re sure? What time did he say? We’ll head back now. Just landed. They’ll need to refuel. I’ll handle him.”
Blaise ended the call, and his gaze leveled on me. Then, he stood to walk to the front of the plane and talk to the pilot.
“What the fuck is going on?” I asked, feeling a slight uneasiness.
“Not sure,” Huck replied, his jaw clenched as he waited for Blaise to return.
We didn’t try and get off the plane.
“He looked at me,” I pointed out. “Not you. Why me?”
Huck shifted and shook his head.
When Blaise reentered, he looked at Huck for a brief moment, then turned back to me. “That was Levi.”
I stood up. My chest tightened. Levi was supposed to pick up Shiloh.
“Shiloh has been taken.”
The words were a blow directly to my chest, as if a bomb had exploded.
“She didn’t run?” Huck asked.
