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How can I ever face Hunter again?
I stiffen when I hear footsteps on the stairs. I should’ve known Hunter would easily find me. When I see a shadow, I try to make myself smaller, hoping he won’t see me. But when a face appears, I jump when I see that it’s not Hunter.
“Cove Lawson, just the girl I was looking for,” the man says.
He’s older, probably in his forties. He’s got a gun in his hand and he points it directly at me.
“All I’d have to do is pull this trigger and I’d be a million dollars richer.” His smile widens, but he lowers his gun. “But I’ve got something else in mind for you.”
The tears have now ceased and instead of praying Hunter doesn’t find me, I’m praying he does find me.
Hunter will find me. He always does.
“Get up. You’re coming with me,” the guy orders. He grabs onto my arm and pulls me up from the floor.
With a gun pressed into my side, he leads me from the basement. We don’t go up the same stairs that I came down. Instead, we head up a set of stairs that lead directly outside.
Nobody is around back where we are. Which means that Hunter also isn’t around.
I think about running, but if I do this guy will pull the trigger.
“What are you going to do with me?” I ask, wondering why he hasn’t pulled the trigger yet.
“Keep your mouth shut,” he says, shoving the gun harder against my side.
That’s definitely going to leave a bruise.
He leads me toward a side road where there is a car waiting. Another man is sitting in the driver’s seat.
I abruptly stop, shaking my head at the guy. “Shoot me now. I am not getting in that car.”
The guy doesn’t listen. He simply picks me up. I fight against him, but he’s strong—a lot stronger than I am. I kick and scream, swinging my arms. The guy in the car jumps out. He grabs onto my legs to stop the motion as the two of them shove me into the backseat of the car. It’s then that I realize I’m in trouble.
I’m not being killed. I’m being kidnapped.
I don’t have my phone, so there is no way that Hunter can track me down. And if these guys get me off campus, there is no saving me. But the first guy, who is now wearing a mask over his face, has a gun pointed directly at me.
What am I going to do now?
I force myself to remain calm.
What would Hunter do? He would likely fight. He definitely wouldn’t let two men kidnap him, though I doubt these two guys would’ve got Hunter in the car. But I’m not as strong as Hunter is. I haven’t had as much training.
“What do you want with me? I’m not worth anything alive,” I say, though I’m not sure why I’m trying to convince them to kill me for. I need to stall them.
The driver takes off.
I’m in trouble.
The guy cocks his gun. “Keep your mouth shut, kid.”
I tremble, falling back against my seat.
I have two options—fight or be kidnapped. It’s going to be hard to fight when I have a gun pointed directly at my head. But if they get me out of the gates of this school, who knows if Hunter will even be able to find me.
Going through moves in my head, I try to figure out what my best choice is. How do I get the gun from the guy without him pulling the trigger?
“We’ve got company,” the driver says, looking in the rearview mirror.
