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“I don’t want to hurt you, but I will. What I want is your ex to pay up. If he does that, I’ll return you to your kid. Understand?”
She nodded.
“I thought we needed the kid too.”
“He’s not with her. We’ll give it a few before leaving. He may be on a playdate or something.”
“A what?” the driver asked.
“My kid has them. They go to a friend’s, and it’s called a playdate.”
“You’re shitting me.”
She sat silently listening while the thug next to her explained what his kid was up to. She thought about her son. He was safe and wouldn’t be back because she picked him up.
Ford, too, slipped into her head. Would she see him again? She had to. Ritchie was not growing up without her because of Nick.
“Fuck.”
“What?”
“A pickup just pulled up at the curb. A guy is getting out and heading this way,” the driver said.
“Quiet.” The muzzle of a gun was pointed at her temple. “You so much as breathe loudly and I shoot whoever this is.”
“We were told to get her and get out of town without alerting anyone. The boss will be pissed if we shoot someone.”
“I know, but if he sees us—”
“The windows are tinted. He can’t see in. Get down.”
At the driver’s words, Autumn was forced onto the floor. A heavy weight settled on top of her.
Please just leave, Ford.
“He’s going inside,” the driver said.
The wait was tense, and the body crushing her made it hard to breathe.
“Back out of the drive now, slowly.”
The body lifted off her, and she was dragged back onto the seat as the car started reversing.
If they left, Ford would be all right. She couldn’t let anything happen to him. Just thinking of that big, beautiful man hurt made her go cold all over. She’d get back to him and Ritchie, but leaving now would keep them both safe.
I love you.
Chapter34
The large black SUV parked in Autumn’s drive behind her car made Ford nervous, and he wasn’t sure why. It could be her grandparents, but something told him it wasn’t. The windows were blacked out and he hadn’t been able to see in when he looked, so he’d walked inside.
The front door to her house was open. He called her name, but she didn’t answer. Moving to the kitchen, he found her purse and a take-out coffee. He touched the cup—still warm.
“Where the hell are you?”
He headed back out the door and saw the SUV was backing down the drive.
“Autumn!”
