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It made no sense, but she had the most awful feeling. Like he’d chosen his obsession with capturing Treven over her.
Like she would never see him again.
Livvy forced herself to roll off the bed and onto her knees and beg heaven above to keep Jensen and all those going after Treven and Naomi safe. She felt some reassurance, but she couldn’t stay on her knees all day. She had to do something to fill her time. She played the piano for an hour and then she started cleaning and didn’t stop until she’d dusted, vacuumed, mopped, scoured sinks and countertops, and scrubbed all the bathrooms. Jensen had told her he usually had his house professionally cleaned, but he’d had them skip this week to keep her location secure.
Lieutenant Yost gave her a few strange looks every time Livvy passed her. The men all thanked her. Officer Val teased her about keeping busy because she missed the chief. She only laughed that he had guessed exactly what she was doing.
Then she started cooking. She cooked and baked up a storm, making a fine mess in the kitchen and having to clean it all over again after everyone ate.
She took a long bath, read for a while, and finally thought she might sleep. She prayed almost nonstop that Jensen and everyone with him were safe.
Treven and Naomi would be captured soon. That would be amazing news. The best. Then she and Jensen could finally start dating and hopefully plan a life together.
Closing her eyes tight, she prayed for sleep.
It seemed only a few seconds later that something pulled her back to consciousness. She’d finally fallen asleep and didn’t want to open her eyes.
Had her door just opened and closed?
Soft footsteps approached her bed. Livvy blinked her eyes open, but it was so dark she couldn’t see a thing.
Suddenly, a cloth was pressed tight over her mouth while several pairs of hands pinned her legs, arms, and head to the bed.
Livvy tried to scream, but hardly any noise got through the cloth. She tried to target specific eye sockets or an accessible throat to punch, but there were too many people pressing down on her. She could barely wiggle her toes.
The cloth smelled like a strong but somehow sweet antiseptic.
It seemed inconceivable with the level of security Jensen had and his people watching over her, but she knew … Someone was drugging and kidnapping her.
She fought with everything in her, but it had no effect.
Please help me, she pleaded with heaven above.
She had a strong impression to stop moving.
What? That was insane. If she stopped fighting, they’d knock her out with chloroform, or whatever this was, and she’d never see Jensen again.
Tears pricked at her eyelids as she struggled mightily.
The impression came again, and she realized it could work. She’d heard somewhere it took chloroform five minutes to take effect. She could pretend she was passed out and they might remove the cloth before she was unconscious. As they carried her out of the house, she could scream for one of Jensen’s men or Lieutenant Yost.
Unless these people had killed them all.
No. She couldn’t think like that.
Livvy pretended to fight more feebly and then she slumped, rolling her head to the side to displace the cloth as she pretended she was unconscious. The cloth slid to the side a few inches, but part of it was still over her mouth and nose.
“Is she out?” a male voice said in the dark.
“Already?” A female voice.
“She’s pretty small. It might take effect quicker.”
The cloth lifted and Livvy took slow, even breaths, both to convince them she was asleep and to get some clean oxygen in and clear the drug from her system quicker.
The hands softened on her, and then somebody grabbed the skin on the side of her neck and twisted.
Livvy almost screamed, but heaven’s angels must’ve been working overtime. She was able to keep taking in slow, even breaths and get through the pain without reacting.
