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The lid closed and darkness surrounded her.
Oh god. Oh no.
Delirium crackled in her eardrums and her throat squeaked on each breath as a scream threatened to erupt from her lungs.
Calm down. Screaming is no use.
She had to keep her shit together and think.
But how could she plan her own escape when her dad had been shot right in front of her and Toth lay on the floor, dead or unconscious?
Emotion rushed through her. She’d never understood her father, but that didn’t mean she didn’t love him, despite what she’d said earlier. And no matter how angry he made her, she didn’t want him to die. She sniffed back tears and swallowed the lump pressing against the walls of her throat.
Toth had done nothing but risk his life for her. She’d made him take her to see her father when he hadn’t thought it was a good idea. Had she not been so stubborn, he’d be alive and she wouldn’t have been taken.
She hadn’t seen a bullet wound on Toth. The only visible injury had been to his head.
There was a chance, albeit a small one, he was still alive.
That maybe he’d pull through and find her.
She closed her eyes on a prayer, but her heart ached with despair. Even if Toth survived, he’d never catch up to them. Never know who’d taken her.
She was as good as dead.
***
“Hey!” a manbellowed.
Toth jerked up his head and stared at Lach closing in on him, gun drawn and aimed between his eyes.
“What the fuck did you do?” Lach’s voice pitched with agitation as his gaze swept the room and then landed back on him.
Toth kept pinning Frank down. “It’s not what it looks like.”
Lach approached, and his glare flicked between the two bodies on the floor. “Looks like you took everyone out.”
“They attacked first. I heard shots—you need to check on your dad. And I think someone took Savannah. I heard her scream.”
Lach’s face sobered. A look of mistrust crossed it. “You’re the only one standing and you expect me to believe you didn’t initiate this?”
“Fuck, use your head!” Toth bellowed. “You knew Sinners Cartel had a mole. If I wanted to hurt Savannah, I’d have fucking done it while she was with me the last two days. If you don’t help me now, they’re going to kill her, if they haven’t already.”
The accusing expression left Lach’s face as he assessed the events. “Stay here,” he commanded. Lach stormed past Toth toward his father’s office.
“Shit!” Lach’s broken yell reached Toth’s ears.
Toth ground the mouth of the gun into the back of Frank’s hand. “Start fucking talking.”
“All’s I know is what Mark told me to do. He was working for someone on the outside. A rival. That’s what he said.”
“I want a name,” Toth growled.
“I don’t have a fucking name!”
Toth moved his finger on the trigger.
Crack!
