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My eyes squeezed shut beneath the blindfold at the plethora of lies I fed myself. Today wouldn't end well, at least for me. I knew enough about his family values to know I was fodder and there would be no dark night in glimmering armor riding to my rescue.

I was on my own, and that...made all those dirty nights with Beau seem totally cute.

That was the last positive though I had for a long, long time.










CHAPTER TEN

BEAU

Nate pulled up outthe front of the commercial area that matched the photo on my phone. I didn’t flick to the one after that, because it showed Sylvie with her wrists tied with shitty, cheap rope dangling from a meat hook that only severed a hole in the back of her shirt, thank fuck, not her skin. But she hung more than a foot above the ground and if they dropped her...

My loving father even left a sweet as fuck message for me.

Looking forward to seeing you soon, son.

I squeezed the phone and kept on squeezing long after it cracked when shards of glass exploded into my palm.

“Breathe, man. We’re here. Tell me what you want to do.”

Nate didn’t argue when I called in the favor he owed me, one I bought off the psycho campus twins, Key and Kash. I purchased that favor knowing he would be too soft to do the jobs they’d ask of him. If it simply meant more blood, what was another soul to add to my tally?

“I want to raze the place to the ground,” I seethed, checking my pistols and twirling them so the sun glinted blindingly off one.

“Remember Sylvie. Her first. Get her to me. Then blow the goddamn place to hell,” Nate cautioned, squeezing my shoulder hard.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” I threw him an arrogant glance but he just shook his head.

“I’m here for you. Don’t throw that away. Raleigh’s pissed though, so that’s two girls you’re making shit up to after this.”

“Yeah? Who says we get her back, huh?”

Nate slammed his palm into the dash of my Porsche that I rarely drove, the slap jerking me out of my rage for an instant. “I do. You don’t go in there and fail, Bennett. Get the girl back and do it fast. Then ruin those fuckers. Call me if you need and I’ll do whatever.” His hard gaze clashed with mine head on.

I offered him a small smile. “Glad I brought you and not Dylan. Fucker’s a pyromaniac. He’d set the place alight.”

“Good thing you brought me then. Now get your girl and bring her out unharmed.” He folded his arms and left the stick in neutral while the car idled.

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