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“You have always thought you were funny and charming,” he lets go of Isabella and takes a step to the side so that he can walk around the chair.
Andres fires his rifle, placing a round through Eduardo’s knee. The joint nearly explodes from the impact and drops him to his knees on the floor.
Throwing myself to ground, I dive for one of my guns. As I do, Andres puts a second bullet through Eduardo’s shoulder, causing him to drop the gun in his hand.
Scrambling to my feet with the gun in my hand, I stalk toward Eduardo. Lifting my foot, I shove my boot into the fresh wound of his shoulder to push him to the ground.
“Think about fucking moving,” I stare down at him, “And Andres is going to put another fucking bullet in you.”
After pulling the knife from my pocket, I tear off my shirt and slide it over Isabella’s head. I make quick work of cutting the zip ties from around Isabella’s wrists and ankles, freeing her from the chair. After pulling the shirt over her naked body, I pull her into my arms and hold her close.
“I’m so fucking sorry, cerecita,” she melts into me and sobs as I stroke her hair, “So sorry.”
Her arms wrap around my neck, and she squeezes me tightly.
“Is there anyone else here?” I ask her as Andres crosses the room.
“No,” she squeaks out between her tears.
“I need to put you down for a minute, okay?”
Isabella nods at me and loosens her grip around my neck so that I can place her on the ground.
It’s fucking painful to let her go.
Andres stands over Eduardo with the muzzle of the rifle shoved in his face, as I dig through his pockets and check for other weapons. Finding a handful of zip ties, I grip the front of his shirt and lift him from the ground, “Get in the fucking chair.”
thirty nine
ISABELLA
Watching Alex zip tie Eddie to the chair, I try to speak, but I can’t get the words to come out.
“There’s men coming,” the words whisper over my lips so quietly that I barely hear them.
Both Alex and Andres have their attention on Eddie.
“You’re going to fucking pay for even thinking you could lay a finger on her,” Alex swings his fist at Eddie’s face, “Slowly and painfully.”
He hits him again and again, causing Eddie to spit blood onto his shirt.
“Alex,” my words still inaudible, “Baby. There are men coming.”
Walking from where Alex and Andres are beating Eddie, I cross the room to the gun still laying on the floor. Silently, I bend down and grab the cold metal with my hand.
“He has men coming for me,” the words suddenly bellow from my mouth and fill the room.
Alex and Andres both turn toward my voice, as I lift the gun in their direction. They both step away from Eddie, assuming I’m going to shoot him.
Squeezing the trigger, I unload the magazine into the doorway at the back of the room. An older is clutching his gut, with a cigar still in his hand, as he staggers into the room.
Andres runs to the man, hitting him with the butt of his rifle as Alex runs to me.
“They were coming for me,” I shake my head as he gently takes the gun from my hands, “Coming to take me. Eddie told me…”
“Shhhh,” Alex pulls me tight and strokes my hair.
“He told me what they were going to do with me,” I continue to shake in Alex’s hold, “I can’t. No one should.”
