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I can’t decide if I’m relieved or frustrated that Lochlan cancelled his trip to come back home. Mostly relieved even if he is a fucking liar and I’m not ready to forgive him.
But it’s not Lochlan who strolls into the dim bedroom, shutting the door behind him and locking it. It’s just someone who happens to look like him.
“Flynn?” I say in surprise, my eyes instantly lowering to the gun in his hand, pointed right at me.
I stand there frozen, unsure what to do as I stare at him in disbelief. He’s wearing a backpack, and over his tee is a thick black vest, like the kind cops wear. Bulletproof. He wore it to shoot the guards. Oh, no. Lena and Toni!
“Did you…did you kill the guards?” All I can think to do is talk, to try and talk to him before he pulls the trigger and then I’m dead like the others may already be.
“After I blew up the guard house, there were only four in the house. Two outside, two in. It was easy as fuck to down them.”
Oh god
“Why? Wh-what are you doing here, Flynn? You know Lochlan would slit your throat if he found you in our room. And killing his guards…”
“Didn’t you know? Lochlan and I have shared plenty of women in the past. But that’s not what this is about.”
“Then wh-what is it about?” I ask, trying to stay calm. He probably knows Lochlan is on a plane headed to LA. If Lena and Toni have been shot, I need to get them help here fast. With a few taps of my finger I could call nine-one-one. I look down at the device and Flynn says, “Drop it.”
Shit.
“Now!” His command reminds me of Lochlan’s, except it isn’t sexy, just terrifying.
I let the phone fall to the floor, landing with a bounce on the carpet. “Why?” I ask him. “Why are you doing this?”
“Loch’s gotten too suspicious. I’ll be damned if I let that Eligor fucker take out my eyes and fuck the socket.”
Holy shit.
The torture rumor worked, just not exactly the way we hoped. In fact, I think it’s backfiring.
“You…you’re the casino bomber? The one behind the drone attack?” And now he’s desperate, determined to avoid being questioned like a regular employee.
“It was nothing personal with the drones, Snow White. I just needed your daddy to get Loch out of the way so I can finally get what’s owed to me.”
“Owed?” I repeat.
“Our asshole father left everything to Loch when he should’ve given me half. Now, I’m Loch’s next of kin. Well, after you,” he says with a grin, wobbling the gun toward me. It hasn’t slipped my notice that he doesn’t have a steady hand. “It’s a shame since I wouldn’t have minded keeping you for myself.” His dark eyes go to the restraints hanging from the headboard and footboard, the gun lowering a few inches as he examines them. “I like kinky fucks too. Had to get used to them since all the bitches at the local brothel want me to fuck them just like Loch does them.”
Of course, he’s jealous of his brother that has all the money, power, and all the women he wants. I guess Flynn looks enough like Lochlan for them to pretend. I could’ve done without the image of my husband fucking them all.
“It’s just not as much fun when they’re always doped up and have been fucked so many times that nothing I do ever hurts them. And it’s too bad I can’t cut them all up, but then we wouldn’t make any money off them.”
“Kill Lochlan,” I blurt out. “I’ll give you everything he owns. I was planning to leave him anyway since I’m not pregnant.” Of course I don’t want him to kill Lochlan. I just need time to talk my way out of this alive so I can call and warn Lochlan. I don’t want to have to be the one who kills Lochlan’s brother to save myself, even if he deserves it.
“Bullshit. Loch was determined to put a kid in you, and I can’t chance letting you leave then have his spawn in a few months.”
“I’m not pregnant,” I assure him, happy that’s the case right now. “I swear. My period came today, so no baby. Loch was disappointed, angry at me even. But trust me, I’m more relieved than anyone.”
His eyes narrow. “Prove it.”
“What?”
“Prove you’re on your period, and maybe I’ll consider letting you live.”
Since there is no way I’m letting him anywhere near my body, I tell him, “You can look in the bathroom trashcan. All the evidence you need is in there.”
And while he’s in there, I can grab my phone and run.
