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Shit.
The man who caught me dropped my feet to the ground, his hand slipping from my mouth. I tried to wiggle free, finally letting out a scream for help.
But he just laughed as he slid my phone from my pocket.
“Scream all you want. No one is gonna hear you out here. You made it too easy, princess.”
“Interesting nickname choice,” the other man grunted, his green eyes less frightening than the one who chased me. He took a long look at me, and I swear there was a hint of sympathy in his emerald irises. It distracted me for a split second, just long enough to not see a rag coming for my face.
And then it all went black.
Chapter 2
Axle
“She should be out for the rest of the ride,” Gunner let out a heavy sigh as he pulled his ski mask off his face and met my gaze. “I don’t know why the fuck you had to play with her like that.”
I shrugged, glancing down at Rachel Parsons’ caramel locks, spilling over her face. I’d seen plenty of pictures of the woman while doing my research, but none of the pictures did her any justice whatsoever.
Not that I cared.
This entire endeavor was for the sole purpose of extorting Chaz, the big kingpin in Oakland with a hell of a big debt to us. We needed our money, and like a smart man, Chaz kept nothing of value in arms’ reach. So, we had to dig deep.
“You did take it a little far,” Viper called from the front seat. “She could’ve gotten away—and then we would’ve been fucked.”
“She wasn’t going to get away,” I chuckled, gesturing to her tiny frame. Granted, shewasstrong for her size, but still no match for me. “The chase was fun.”
“You’re a psycho,” Gunner grumbled.
“He knows that,” Viper said with a sigh. “Though I’ve never seen him put on a show like that.”
“She’s some hot shot private investigator,” I reasoned, my eyes stuck on thick, natural eyelashes. “I just wanted to knock her down a few notches.”
“Well, you terrified her, so there’s that.” Gunner was a soft-hearted guy, no matter how many men he had killed because of the club. When it came to women, he just couldn’t harm them.
And well, neither could I, really. I’d never hit a woman, but if I had to wrestle her to get her into a van, so be it. You can’t kidnap someone withpleaseandthank you.
“We’re taking her to your place, right?” Viper met my gaze in the rearview mirror. “I don’t think the clubhouse is a good idea.”
I nodded, hating the idea of keeping the woman in my basement, but so be it. She was a high-stake case, unlike most of the hostages we had taken over the years—which wasn’t many. Steel Heretics MC wasn’t the kind that nabbed people up every chance we had. Kidnapping was messy, and quite frankly, I didn’t like dabbling in it. If you’re gonna make a point, just fucking off them.
“You think she’ll be out for another hour?” Gunner eyed me, knowing that I was the expert in this area.
“Yeah, probably another two. Plenty of time to get her situated. We are gonna have to deal with that private investigator partner of hers.”
“Not killing him, Axle,” Viper warned me. “I don’t think he’ll run to the cops. After all the surveillance and digging, my guess is he’s well aware what’s going on. That’s why we had to get this done before she went into hiding or some shit. Lucas Gray will come looking for her, and then we’ll deal with him. He doesn’t exactly walk the straight and narrow.”
“And his partner has no idea,” I chuckled, glancing back to Rachel. She had no idea how much I already knew about her, and the burner phone we found at her place. She was an intelligent woman though, always keeping it clean and wiped.
Which made me wonder just how much distance sheactuallyhad from her brother.
She didn’t look a thing like her brother though, other than maybe her slender nose. Her hazel eyes matched her hair, and her light complexion was the opposite of her overly tanned brother. At the moment, her neck was craned in what I knew would leave her with soreness. Reaching out, I shifted her head straight, her eyelids fluttering.
“Thought you said she wouldn’t wake up?” Gunner’s voice sounded distant as my gaze stayed trained on her heart-shaped face and pouty lips.
“She won’t,” I muttered as I tore myself away from her, sliding up onto the bench seat. There was something about this woman that made me feel unsettled…
I just didn’t know what it was yet.
