Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 118114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 591(@200wpm)___ 472(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 591(@200wpm)___ 472(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
“Where’s the transporter?” I ground out. Jacob, I wanted Jacob. The bastard who was in charge.
Alfonzo kicked Chaos in the back of the legs, and she fell to her knees. I clenched my jaw, but didn’t say anything. I needed to be unemotional. I needed all I’d been taught, because if I slipped, then Jacob would disappear and my chance was gone.
I knew the second I put a call in to Deck about what was going down, the guy was going to go ballistic. Chaos and Deck had history and it was history that connected all of us, although Deck didn’t know it.
Alfonzo tied Chaos’s wrists behind her back and I saw her wince. This shit had never bothered me before. I wasn’t attached to Chaos, even though I’d been assigned to her since she was sixteen.
No attachments. It was simple. I kept it that way, but there was nothing simple about it now.
Alfonzo picked the gun up off the floor. “I promised you Raven. You have her. That’s our deal.”
“Our deal has changed,” I said. No matter what, Alfonzo was dying today even if he refused to lead me to Jacob. I excelled at ‘convincing’ men to do what I wanted and if need be, that was my next option. “What are you doing with that one?” I nodded to Chaos.
“She’s coming with us. And that bitch”—he nodded to Emily—“escaped Raul. No one escapes Raul and lives.”
“Raul’s dead.” Pathetic asshole.
Alfonzo kicked Chaos in the lower back, and she grunted and fell forward. I had my hand on my knife ready to gut him and screw the plan. It took everything I had to remain calm and steady.
“Once I’m done with their training, they’ll go to auction and never be found again. That’s if they live through it.”
I glanced at Chaos. Fuck, she was pissed and I knew what she was going to do before she did it. She slammed her head backward into Alfonzo’s knee.
I heard the sound of her skull hitting his knee cap; then Alfonzo yelled in agony.
Jesus Christ.
“No!” Emily yelled as Alfonzo raised his gun to Chaos.
“Killing her is a waste,” I said, careful to keep my voice calm. “Take me to the transporter. I need to see him.”
Alfonzo had his gun to Chaos’s head, his fingers weaved into her hair. “I can’t do that. That wasn’t the deal. Raven and the money. That’s it.”
“It’s the deal now,” I said.
Alfonzo’s face turned beet red. “I’m selling you the girl for half her price.”
“I could have easily found Raven myself. I found you, didn’t I? What I want is the transporter.”
“No one gets to meet him. He doesn’t meet with anyone. Ever.”
I shrugged. “He will meet with me. Call him.”
Alfonzo blanched. “You just don’t call him. It’s been set up already—”
“Raul is dead. That means you and your transporter no longer have a main source. Call him. Now. Or I kill you and take all three girls myself.”
“Fuck.” Alfonzo’s fat fingers twitched on the gun, and his eyes shifted side to side. Alfonzo raised the gun and hit Chaos on the head when she tried to get up.
“Georgie,” Emily cried and tried to pull away from me. “Please don’t hurt her.”
I tightened my hold on Emily’s arm and said in a low and almost inaudible voice, “It’s better this way.”
And it was. I’d dealt with Alfonzo’s type. If Chaos pushed it much more, he’d put a bullet in her head. Of course, I wouldn’t let that happen, but protecting her would blow my cover. I’d been forced to learn a lot at the farm. One of those things was to be unreactive even when shit went bad.
Alfonzo tied a strip of cloth around Chaos’s arm and pulled out a syringe. I knew what it was and it was going to keep Chaos alive because being drugged meant she’d stop fighting until I got to Jacob.
Emily struggled against my hold. “Please, don’t. Georgie.”
“Stop.” I yanked her arm to the side and she cried out in pain.
Alfonzo glanced at me and grinned. I was thinking about stabbing my knife into his eyeballs then cutting off his dick while I half-smiled back at him. He slid the needle into her vein, and within seconds, Chaos’s body relaxed and her eyes closed.
Alfonzo took out his phone, tapped a few times and then put it to his ear. He kept his voice low as he mumbled my name and something about a warehouse and meeting.
He hung up and nodded to me.
Finally.
Jacob.
“Let’s go,” I said. I guided Emily out the door ahead of me.
Alfonzo slung Chaos over his shoulder and I heard him order Raven to follow.
Like a fuckin’ dog. And the worst was watching her do it. My stomach curdled.
This shit was ending.
I leaned against a large piece of machinery with London kneeling beside me, her hands in her lap and her head bowed.