Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 109086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
A cruel smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Thank you.”
I frowned.
So did she. “Huh?”
Jake stalked toward her. “You just told me how to contact him.”
She shrank down an inch, her frown deepening. “He has men on me all the time. There’s no getting away from him.”
“He has men on you usually. Tonight he didn’t.”
She flinched.
Jake added, “And he didn’t because he doesn’t know you’re here. You’re hiding from him.”
She shut down, a wall coming down over her.
Jake sighed. “Well, if you’re done talking, I’m off to grab your second phone.”
Her eyes shot to his again.
His smirk returned. Ruthless. “You fucked up. The phone he tracks, the phone you use to contact him, is at your place. You just told me.” His head cocked to the side. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to erase any tracking apps he has on it before using it. Now scoot back so I can put the handcuffs around the bedpost.”
He leaned behind her, but she sprang. A feral edge on her face. The handcuffs dropped to the bed as she was suddenly free of them. She’d been using the time while they were talking to get herself out of them. She swiped Jake’s gun all at the same time. A millisecond later, she threw herself backward and rolled to her feet, all in one smooth motion. The gun was trained on Jake.
My heart slowed.
No.
I wouldn’t let this happen.
Her eyes turned off. A coldness seeped over her.
There’d be no threats. I knew it in my gut. This girl was going to kill him. She aimed for his chest, but her eyes flickered. Just once before they hardened.
She raised her hands.
The gun barrel was a few feet from his head. She took the safety off right before she said, “Sorr—”
No! I lunged for her.
“Sawyer, no—” Jake shouted.
Too late.
I tackled her from the side.
The gun went off.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Jake
I was starting to think Sawyer was going to get me killed, just by being in my life.
The bullet went wide, but I lost years of my life watching her throw herself at Green. She might as well have stepped in front of the bullet. She had no fighting skill, whereas it was easy to see that the other girl did. If I hadn’t known from the file I read, I would’ve learned the second I caught her and dragged her back to the apartment that she knew how to fight. She knew street fighting, which meant that if it came to her versus Sawyer, my girl would’ve been the one with the bullet in the brain.
A shudder went through me.
That would never happen.
After swiping the gun back and fighting with Green all over again, I ordered Sawyer to walk.
She hesitated.
I growled, “Not a suggestion. Walk. Chill the fuck out.”
A muffled scream ripped from her closed mouth, and she gave me a nasty look, but she spun on her heels and stalked off.
When Green tried swiping my feet out from under me, I perched her on my hip and threw her down on the bed. She was fighting against me again, but I knew some of her tricks this time. The first time, she’d crawled down an entire story until I caught up to her. This time, she’d picked the handcuffs, and I had to wonder how long she’d been waiting to make her move.
She was tough. I gave her that.
“Your woman’s got a screw loose,” she grumbled after I finished tying her down.
I huffed. “Don’t I know it.”
I stepped back from the bed. I’d taken zip ties to her wrists, stretching them to each side of the bed. And judging from her past escape attempts, I tied both of her ankles down, her legs spread out as well. She couldn’t do a thing to get away now, not unless she could dislocate her shoulder and somehow get an arm free, but even that might not help her.
“What?” I asked before affirming to myself she wouldn’t be able to get free.
“Your woman. She nuts?” A grudging look of respect was in her gaze, along with frustration and, if I wasn’t mistaken, some desperation too.
“No.” I chuckled. “She’s solid except if she lets herself slip away into a delusion, but who wouldn’t want a Broadway play to start performing on the metro?”
Green’s head twisted around. “Say what?”
I laughed again before getting back to business, dropping the amused tone. “Listen. I know who you are. I know who Lane is. You did a good job trying to get underneath our skin, but I knew what you were doing. Sawyer didn’t.” All civilities were dropped. I drew my gun. I was all the way cold now, and letting her see it. I said, a very real warning, “You will walk free from here. We don’t have plans to kill you, but that will change the second you might get an idea to turn that gun on Sawyer. She saw the same look in your eyes that I did. You were going to shoot me. You would’ve turned the gun on her right after.”