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She had no strength to stop them.
And no one was coming to rescue her.
“So youdidn’tplan that.” Kart leaned against the door frame. “You had no idea. And before you ask, yes, he’s really gone.”
As if she was going to ask that. Kenna doubted she could voice anything. Her throat burned. She’d probably screamed herself to laryngitis.
“Now you can tell me how you recognized that photo of Navarro’s girlfriend.”
Kenna’s body flinched. It hurt, and she couldn’t hold back the moan. Her voice sounded rough and raw.
“That’s what I thought.” Kart came over and crouched. “Tell me where she is, and you get this.” He held up a needle.
Kenna said nothing. She didn’t even have the energy to try and formulate a lie. She couldn’t have sat up even if he threatened to kill her. She’d probably have opted for a bullet.
Maybe what was in the syringe would kill her.
She eyed it.
“Tell me what I want to know.”
She shook her head.
“Then you don’t get pain meds.”
“I don’t—” Her voice cracked. She swallowed against the burn in her throat. “Don’t know where she is.” She sounded like she’d had a cold for two weeks, and strep throat on top of that.
“But you’ve met her.” He waved the syringe.
“I can’t find her.” She had no way to track Luca and Camila. And if she could, she wouldn’t tell him or anyone. She didn’t save people only to expose them to another threat. They deserved to live free and happy, together.
In a way she knew now that she never would.
“Tomorrow you can tell me the rest of the story.” Kart jabbed the syringe in the fleshy part of her upper arm.
Hot pain from the needle stab made her grit her teeth.
He pressed the plunger in and pulled the needle out roughly. “You’ll need your strength back for what’s coming.”
Warmth swept over her.
Kenna’s eyes fluttered closed, and everything sucked down into the floor as she lost consciousness.
ChapterNine
“Come on.” Kart led her out the side door to where a UTV—a side-by-side—had been parked.
Kenna didn’t want to admit to anyone, least of all him, that she felt better today than she had yesterday. Plus, he’d actually given her another cup of coffee this morning. She could almost say she felt human. But without knowing whether Jax was okay or not, even if he was free, she still had no grasp on what would happen next. Or what any part of her future might hold.
Except the impending arrival of Sheriff Elliot Preston from Colorado.
Kart drove the UTV across the compound, still in disarray from the attack. What she’d been able to gather indicated some kind of strategic strike that completely ignored the locked down room in the main building where drugs were cut and packaged. None of those people had even seen whoever had breached the gates and killed the guards.
A few other people had been killed as well, those who’d been guarding Jax.
A rescue operation.
They had known exactly where to go to find him, and they had struck during one of the only times when Kenna wasn’t in the compound.
