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“Please just let me go. No one is after you. Mom’s task force died with her and Mr. Deferman. The people on the list are dead. No one needs to know that you were involved,” I tell him, hoping he’ll believe me, because it’s the truth, and all I have to get me out of this mess.
“Except for you,” he tells me calmly, shaking his head almost as if he’s disappointed. Reaching behind him, he takes a gun from the back of his pants. I know it’s over for me the moment I see it, and all I can think about is how I’ll never have the chance to tell Brax how I felt about him.
The sound it makes as it goes off isn’t the ear-splitting bang I expect, more like a pop. I feel a sharp sting hit me in my neck, and everything starts to go foggy as I fall back and hit my head against the corner of the desk. I can’t be sure if it’s the knock to my temple or whatever’s just been shot into my neck that makes me lose all feeling in my limbs. My vision blurs, and the last thing I see before I black out completely, is Julian hanging over me, wearing a smile that looks like it’s been painted on by the devil himself.
I wake up to the sound of dripping water. Cold, damp and with a head that aches like hell. When I lift my hands, I notice that they’re tied together with rope, and when I touch my throbbing temple my fingers become coated with blood. Looking down, I notice my ankles are tied together too, and I follow the rope attached to them along the damp concrete floor to the pillar I’m tethered to. Julian sits on a chair opposite me, and I scowl at him when I’ve come round enough to focus.
“Don’t look at me like that,” he shakes his head. “I was only ever the middle man, I never touched…” he’s talking like that makes everything okay.
“You’re a sick piece of shit!” I shout out at him, and when he laughs back at me it ups my rage.
“And you’ll be a dead little slut if you don’t tell me who you were working with to take down the nine men who have disappeared,” he bites back
“Me and you, was it ever fucking real? Did you ever actually have feelings for me? We were together for three years. I thought you loved me.” How could I have been so damn stupid?
“Asks the girl who couldn’t keep her pussy in her panties.” He raises a judgmental eyebrow at me before pulling out his cell and typing something out.
“Adriano will be here soon. I suggest you cooperate. He has very little patience.”
“Why, Julian? Why are you involved in all this? You don’t need the money, your dad has you set up in the company.”
“My dad set me up in more than the company.” He leans his body forward and smiles.
“Why do you think I got with you in the first place? I’m thirty-fucking-five years old. You really think my head was turned by some bratty little rich girl. We knew your mom was working on bringing down the agency. But after planting Dad we were still getting nowhere, your mom was quite the closed book. I don’t think your dad even knew what she did. So we had to get even closer… and that’s where I came into it.”
“But your father… he’s been my dad's partner for years.”
“And where do you think my father got the funds to invest in such a successful company, Grace? The agency bought the shares in your father’s company in my dad's name when the opportunity came up.”
“But…”
“Your mom and dad would turn in their freshly filled graves if they knew what money bought their shares. All your mama’s hard work and we were sitting right under her nose. If what you're telling me is right, the dumb bitch still didn’t know we were involved when she died.” Anger pulses under my skin, and I swear if I wasn’t tied down, I would find the strength to kill him with my bare hands.
“And you sleep at night knowing what those poor children have to endure in order for you to make your money.” I shake my head in disgust. And Julian shrugs his shoulders.
“It’s a trade, sweetheart, no man ever got rich out of playing nice.”
“You’re going to hell,” I tell him.
“Not yet.” The pig laughs at me, and all I can do is close my eyes and tip my head back against the wall, I don’t want to hear anymore, and I have to mentally prepare myself for what’s to come.
My loyalty to Brax and his club is about to be stretched, and I have a bone chilling feeling it’s going to be painful. Pulling my bound hands up to my chest, I take hold of my locket, holding it tight in my fist as I silently ask my parents to gift me the strength to get me through whatever's coming.
“Does someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on?” I yell, as I charge into Jessie’s cabin and am greeted with four worried faces.
Maddy’s the first to speak up…
“Grace called me yesterday.” She looks guilty, and I’m already pissed at her because she’s not talking fucking fast enough. “Me and Ella were out at the time, and I didn’t see anything in it until I got home and thought about it.”
“What did she want? And why didn’t anyone tell me about it?” I snap.
“Well, you're being weird as shit about her. We thought you were trying to get over her, and like I said, at the time it seemed like nothing…”
“What did she want?” My patience is rapidly upping and fucking off.
“She asked me if I’d done any hacking while she was here. If I’d tampered with any missing person reports, or media concerning her.”
“And have you?” I rush her to the point.
