Total pages in book: 196
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
“Goodbye, Janie.”
“What, wait, what did you say?” I hadn’t heard the last bit of the conversation because my mind had wandered. “By the way, I have something for you. Those men will give it to you once you leave.”
“Leave? Where am I going?” I was still screaming that question when the phone was taken away, and I was ordered, not told, to get dressed because it was time to leave. I looked up at the total stranger who had no recognizable look on his face, meaning I couldn’t read his expression because there was none.
If I thought I was afraid before, that was nothing compared to the knee-shaking horror I felt as I got up from the bed to look for something to wear. My eyes fell on the Walmart bag in the corner, and I felt tears of defeat run down my face. “Where are you taking me?” I thought briefly of seducing him, but how do you seduce someone who acts like you’re not even there?
He left the room long enough for me to get changed, and I thought of all the ways I could escape, but there were none. The window was too far up, and I had no idea where his partner was. The only solace I had was the fact that if they were going to kill me, I would’ve been dead already.
I wish I hadn’t let my mind wander or that I wasn’t going through another bout of withdrawals right now because I’d really like to know where I was going. I asked him again and again, but he ignored me each time as he led me outside to the waiting car under cover of night.
I was barely seated in the back when the other one announced that the little bitch had sent me a gift. When he turned on the radio, I thought it was going to be a repeat of the last time I was in this damn car, with stupid music that seemed to mock me, but I was wrong; it was worst.
At first, when Ryder’s voice came through the speakers, I wasn’t sure what it was. Was it one last message for me? Or even an apology, maybe? Or was he about to tell me that this was all a big prank or something? He used to be into that kind of stuff when he was with her before, but he’d never done anything like that with me.
I started listening, and then I heard her voice, and it dawned on me from the words that were being said that I was listening to Ryder and Elena’s first meeting after five years. I started screaming and kicking in the backseat until I passed out, their words still ringing in my ears.
Chapter 102
*Lyon*
My phone rang just as I was about to go see what the hell Kat was up to because I hadn’t seen her on the monitor for a good fifteen minutes at this point. Since it was the special phone I used only for the Squad, I didn’t bother looking to see which one of them was calling because they’re all pains in the ass, so what would be the point.
“What?”
“Lyon, your daughter is fucking diabolical.”
“Hold it, nope, I don’t wanna hear it. If Mengele got your ass in some sorta conundrum, deal with it on your own. Call me back when you’re done running around New York like a chicken without a head.”
“No, we’re done, but damn.” I didn’t want to ask, didn’t want to know, really. But when you’re living with a ticking time bomb, it’s best to keep your eye on the stats.
“Fine, tell me, what did my precious little darling do this time?” If I was into medication, I would’ve already overmedicated myself before starting this conversation.
“She had us play a recording of Ryder and Elena’s first meeting in the car with that Janie person in the backseat when I tell you she lost her shit.” He went on to give me all of the details like I cared.
“Why does this sound like you’re gossiping? What the hell have you people been doing over there? Where is the girl? What did she do with her?”
“I’m not sure. We passed her off to Russo at the private airstrip about ten minutes ago.”
Well, she’s fucked! She fell into the clutches of Mengele and that other one; it’s like being at the mercy of Pinky and The Brain, only in this case, both these fuckers are nuts. “So, you’re done there, great; I need more bodies in the Midwest. The women are up to something.”
“What do you mean? Is my wife part of it?”
“They move as a pack. What do you think?”
“Fuck, what now?”
“I don’t know yet, but Arianna is leading the charge, so it could be anything.”
“Oh great, more dead bodies. Should I grab the others on the way?”