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Fuck.
I open my eyes and meet my amber gaze.
I’m not going to like what they want. Even less than being hired by Jac.
What jewels could they want?
There’s only one way to find out.
With a deep breath, I unlock the door and step into the suite. This time I sit on the sofa.
The man turns, the iPad still on his thigh.
He’s got the necklace I handed over and he’s looking at it, but he puts that on the arm of the chair and hands me a small black paper bag. “Put it on.”
It’s a cheap, gold split bangle bracelet with what I know are glass stones. Not even crystals. Glass. I’m pretty sure it’s gold-plated. If it’s gold at all. Even in the midst of whatever this is, for a moment I’m actually more horrified at the ugly, cheap thing than being drugged and held captive.
“I’m not putting that on.”
It might physically hurt me to do so.
“There’s a gun in my pocket. Don’t make me use it.”
I narrow my eyes. “You’re not going to shoot me.”
“Do you want to take that risk?”
“Do you?”
He cocks his head, the mask’s beak almost smiling. His arrogance oozes that much.
But going against all my instincts and good taste, I snap it on only because I need more information and the best way to get it is to comply. To a point.
When he doesn’t speak, I play with the clasp.
“Talk,” I say.
“Do you think ordering me around’s going to get you anywhere?”
“I don’t know.” I deliberately tuck my feet under me. “You could let me go.”
“That’s not on the agenda. Yet.”
There’s a slight menace to his voice that scrapes against my nerves, but I hold my chin up, keep my cool. “So time isn’t of the essence?”
“Oh, it is, Miss Rossi.” He pauses, then reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a cheap phone. A burner I’m betting. “I’ve got a job for you.”
“So you are in charge, then?”
He ignores me. “If you complete this job you can go about your life, maybe earn some money at the end of it if you do it well within the time frame.”
“I don’t know what it is. I’m very picky,” I say.
“Money and freedom or death.”
This time I wait.
“If you do this job,” he starts, resting the phone on his other thigh and opening up the iPad, “you’ll be free and never see me or my friends again.”
