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“You were supposed to keep it to the side for me,” I hissed. “If I hear you spent it on drugs, I swear to God—”
I hadn’t heard anyone come in, so the moment a hand was placed on my shoulder, I jumped into action. My hand grabbed the wrist, and I shot up, attempting to pull the offender’s arm forward and flip him onto the table between us.
But not only was he strong enough to resist my pull, he had seen it coming. An arm wrapped around my neck, forcing the air out of me. I bucked against the man, viciously trying to claw my way out of his hold.
“Calm,” an all-too-familiar voice barked at me. “I said calm, damn it!”
I froze when I heard Rolf’s voice. I just jumped straight into action and hadn’t taken the time to analyze the hand that grabbed me or take note of the musky smell of his cologne. The same one he had worn for as long as I could remember.
My heart ached when I realized that he was here. It could only mean one thing.
I let go of his hand, and in turn, he let go of his iron grip on my neck. I was frozen as he ordered the others in the room to leave.
He’s going to kill me.
Blake will go home tonight, wait for me, and I will never show up.
I didn’t know what saddened me more—the fact that I may never see her again or that I couldn’t give her the freedom she craved. I wanted so badly to give it to her.
To help her create a life she loved. One where she wouldn’t have to look over her shoulder all the time. One where she could love freely and be herself without anyone looking down on her.
I would fight for it.
I would fight him.
I turned around, bracing my hands against the table.
He looked at me with a pity-filled expression. Something I had only seen a few times in my existence.
It hurt to see him look at me like that. Like he cared about what I was going through.
“You were too silent,” he said. “That was your first mistake.”
“And my second?” I asked, raising a brow at him. My fingers brushed across the back of my pants. I had a knife, but that was all. To remain inconspicuous, I left the heavy-duty stuff at home.
Never thought I’d run into one of my own.
“Getting your money from that bastard,” he said with a shake of his head. “It’s long gone, Quinn. Now tell me why you need it.”
I shook my head, unable to wrap my mind around what was happening. He should be lunging for me, so why was he stepping back with his hands at his sides?
Why wasn’t he taking up a fighting position?
“I’m going to kill him,” I gambled under my breath.
“Why do you need the money?” he asked again.
I looked him in the eye, thinking of all the possible excuses that I could come up with. I obviously couldn’t tell him I was going to bolt, though he probably knew it already or else he wouldn’t have graced me with his presence.
This was probably another test of his to see what I would do under the pressure.
“I’m taking a break after this,” I said. “The job should be wrapped up in the next few days. I have eyes on the USB, and I just need to finish the target. I’m planning to take the money and buy a house up north. Use the rest to fund my living expenses for the break.”
He cocked his head to the side. For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t believe me.
My palms started sweating, my heart raced in my chest so loudly that I swear he heard it. I tried to keep my face cold, not letting him see past my mask.
“You didn’t get it approved by me,” he said after a moment.
