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Fear starts to creep into me. Where’s Lily? She was with me… wasn’t she? Shit. Why can’t I remember what happened? Did we find Tom and Lachy? Did the payoff not go to plan? Is that why I’m chained up like this? Where’s my brother? And Lachy? Did they get Lily to safety?
The sound of footsteps running away from where I am echo back to me. I groan and grunt, trying to make as much noise as I can, but the footsteps get softer until they disappear completely, and I’m left alone again with nothing but the constantdrip, drip, dripof the water…
THWACK.
Pain slices through my left cheek bone as my head snaps back from the force of the blow. My body should be used to it with all the fights I’ve been in recently, but the difference with this fight is I’m outnumbered with no opportunity to protect myself from the blows, and no chance to fight back.
“Tell me where my fiancée is, and maybe I’ll let you live, you piece of shit,” the man in front of me sneers before landing a heavy fist into my stomach.
I try to double over, but I’m held in place by the chains holding my arms. I barely have time to brace myself before the next sickening crunch breaks my nose. Whatever they drugged me with has worn off, but the intensity of the pain has me on the verge of passing out again.
“Fuck off,” I wheeze, spitting a glob of blood onto the cement floor in front of me. There’s a real possibility that I’m going to die in this dilapidated warehouse on the outskirts of Blue Haven, but there’s no chance I’m giving him anything.
A thick hand wraps around my windpipe from behind and squeezes, causing black dots to dance across my vision. My captor gets up in my face. “The longer this takes, the angrier I get. I will find her, and when I do, she’s going to pay for your actions here tonight. So… I suggest you think very carefully before you answer my next question. Where the fuck is Isabelle Adamos?”
I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. Air. I need air. With a sharp nod from the fuckwit standing in front of me, the hand around my throat loosens and I suck in a huge lungful.
“I have no idea who you’re talking about,” I gasp out. Confused is a fucking understatement. How hard did I get hit?
There’s a sharp sting as he slaps my face with the back of his hand. “Stop lying. I saw you two together.”
This guy is fucking crazy. I’m about to tell him just that when a door on the other side of the warehouse flies open, and my blood goes cold.
“Let him go,” she calls out, flicking her long dark hair over her shoulder as she steps into the room, a gun raised in front of her.Where the fuck did she get a gun?
“Lily,” I choke out, fear slicing through me like a knife. “What are you doing? Get out of here. You’re going to get yourself killed.”
“Lily?” My captor snorts. “Well, well, well. This is going to be fun, isn’t it, darling?”
Darling?
I don’t even see the fist flying until it cracks against the side of my head, and everything goes black as a gunshot rings out.
FORTY-SIX
LILY
Twenty minutes earlier.
I FOLLOW ZEKE through the crowded parking lot until we get to his car. He unlocks it and tosses his bag on the backseat before flipping open the glovebox.
“Do I want to know why you’ve got a gun in your car?” I ask, glancing around to make sure no one is paying attention as Zeke tucks it into the front pocket of his hoodie.
“Look around you.”
“Fair point.”
“Alright,” he says, straightening up. He closes the car door and locks it. “What’s the plan? How do we find Harley?”
I press my lips together as I try to figure out Declan’s plan. He wants me back, that’s a given. I belong to him, and I ran–he was never just going to let me go. “Harley’s heavy, especially unconscious. They won’t have gone far. Theywouldn’t have had much time before the fights finished and the crowd would have spotted them.”
Zeke nods along as I talk, and when I finish, he points at the closest warehouse. “I think that’s our best bet. But we can’t just go barging in. We need to make sure that’s where they’re actually holding him, and if it is, we need to figure out how we’re going to get the both of you out safely.”
“We don’t have time.” I shake my head. “Declan’s a psychopath. He’s probably already torturing him.”
“Trust me, Lily. We’re going to get Harley back and keep you safe at the same time. He will kill me if I let anything happen to you. I need you to do exactly as I say, okay?”
I want to argue, but I know he’s right. Declan’s smart, but Aiden’s even smarter. He’s ex-military, having spent ten years in the Irish Defence Force.
