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“But I might, and I bet Lucas would be more than happy to help with the bill. We have ways of paying for things.” My words were rushed, my heart quickening with the thought of getting out of here. I would definitely up my security, and maybe even move entirely, but getting out was the answer to all my problems.
And I wouldn’t have to question my sanity with my body’s reactions to Ghost Eyes.
“I’ll discuss it with him,” Green Eyes said before sighing. “The money won’t help us find him though.”
“I don’t know where he is.” My voice came out quietly, the defeat in my tone surprising even me.
“Yeah, and that’s a problem,” he chuckled, causing me to shudder as he ascended the stairs. Maybe the guy had less humanity than I thought.
Where would he be?
Green Eyes hadn’t told me the amount of money needed, but my guess was at least a couple million dollars, maybe even more. It had to be too much for Chaz to pay, and given his status… That had to be a very high amount.
High enough for him to go into hiding.
My brother was beyond an idiot, careless with a lot of his business deals, but he wasn’t flaky. If he was hiding, it was because he felt like the threat was bigger than he could handle—and ifthesemen were the reason he was running…
Then I should be terrified.
But still, I sat there, racking my brain onwheremy brother could possibly be. He hadn’t reached out in the middle of the crisis, which either meant that he was past needing my help, or he was actually concerned for my wellbeing. My guess was the first, because Chaz knew I could handle myself.
I continued to wiggle my toes and fingers, the pins and needles growing unbearable. It was tempting to start screaming and fighting, but it wouldn’t do any good—not right now. The way out of this situation was either going to be to pay or to escape. And from where I was, I couldn’t see any method of escaping…
My foot tapped the floor, and I glanced down at it. My shoes had fallen off in the middle of everything, and my skin had gone a purplish color, nearly matching the dark violet nail polish on my toes. I wasn’t much a girly girl, but I never went without painted toenails. I kept my mind busy by focusing on blood circulation, trying different movements that allowed for relief from the binding. Most of them didn’t work, leaving me biting my lip as searing pain shot through my legs…
But the discomfort was better than allowing my mind to wander back to those alluring gray eyes. It was the first time in my entire life that the bad guy had a chance of actually getting under my skin…
So, I would just have to make it my goal to get under his first.
Chapter 4
Axle
I sat in the kitchen chair, unable to think clearly. The woman was toying with me, and as much as it turned me on, it pissed me off.
Which is why I had sent Gunner down to see her.
“I don’t think she’s lying,” Gunner said, his voice low as he peeled his mask off. “I actually don’t think she’s talked to him. It would make sense that her partner was keeping tabs on her.”
My jaw twitched, mulling it over as Viper and Will paced the floor of the kitchen. It was annoying to have so many damn people in my house, even if they were my brothers. I was the enforcer, and it was rare that I invited anyone over. If I wanted to hang out, I went to the clubhouse. A lot of my brothers lived there, but while I spent most of my time there, I had to get away.
“She’s hungry, too,” Gunner added, his eyes shifting to mine. “You need to feed her—and loosen her restraints.”
I laughed, shaking my head at him. “Are you sure you actually murdered someone in cold blood, bud? Because you’re sounding a little soft.”
He shot daggers at me. “She hasn’t done anything to deserve to be where she is, and you know that. She offered to pay her own goddamn ransom.”
Thatcaught Viper’s attention. “How’d she know we were putting a ransom on her?”
I chuckled, glancing down at the thin floors. The basement’s soundproofing wasn’t as solid as I thought.
Gunner shrugged. “She said it was just a guess, but sheisa private investigator.”
Right, just a guess.
Rachel was smarter than that, and once I was out of her presence and could think clearly, it was easy to pinpoint her methods. She was playing tough, and I fully intended to shatter the façade that she was putting on—and not because I needed information from her. I just wanted to fucking break that wall down.
And the thin floor beneath me might be helpful in that task.
