And while Jenna may have questioned her goals before, that was no longer the case. She knew exactly what she wanted…and who she wanted it with.
I want a life with Adrian.
Sweet, complicated, pain-in-the-ass Adrian. Hewas all she wanted. And everything she needed.
She was struck with the image of him laughing—right before all hell had broken loose. She could still hear those precious words falling from his lips.
God, I love you.
Sure, he’d uttered them in jest, but the shocked expression that had crossed over his face was telling.
Adrian loved her. Even if the stubborn man wasn’t ready to admit it to her—or himself—he loved her.
So, no. Jenna wouldnotgive up. She’d simply bide her time until she could find a way back to him. Because right or wrong, too soon or not, she loved him, too.
With renewed determination to survive whatever this was, she quit fighting against the big buffoon’s hold and allowed herself to be led into the SUV. With a not-so-gentle boost, Jenna was helped into the back seat by the man still holding her at gunpoint.
Forcing her to scoot over, he slid onto the seat beside her and shut the door. Without a word, he shoved the end of his gun against her ribcage.
A silent but effective warning.
Though it was damn hard, Jenna held back her reaction. She would not—wouldnot—let these men see how scared she was.
And she was fucking terrified.
For herself. For Adrian. And despite the fact that he was a betraying bastard, Jenna also feared for Ben.
She hadn’t missed the look the police chief had given her right before she was shoved into the SUV. It was the same haunted look of acceptance she’d seen in patients who knew they were about to die.
Jenna kept her gaze forward, refusing to watch. Knowing there was nothing she could do to help, she closed her eyes and waited. Her heart broke when she heard Ben’s muffled voice carry through the enclosed vehicle.
“Please. You don’t have to do this. I did as Matais instructed! Please! I have a family. My children need me.Please!”
The echoing gunshot made her entire body jolt.
Oh, god!
Tears fell down Jenna’s cheeks, but she silently wiped them away. She didn’t have to look to know Ben Campillo was dead.
First the cab driver. Now Ben.
You’ll be dead, too, if you don’t find a way out of this mess.
The second man opened the driver’s door and climbed behind the wheel. Ever-so-casually, as if he hadn’t just taken someone’s life, he started the engine and opened the garage door.
Backing the vehicle out of the enclosed space, the man pressed the remote a second time. Jenna watched the electronic door close, hiding Ben’s body and car inside.
Jenna couldn’t help but wonder when the slain man would be found. She prayed it wasn’t long. For both her sake and that of Ben’s family.
The sooner they realize what happened, the better chances I have of being found.
“Why are you doing this?” she couldn’t help but ask.
The gun dug even harder into her side. “Keep your mouth shut, or I’ll shut it for you.”
The two men began speaking in Spanish as they drove away from the house. Not wanting the man to make good on his threat, Jenna stayed quiet and buried herself in her thoughts.
She wondered how Adrian was doing and prayed he made it out of surgery without any complications. Her heart became heavy as she thought about him waking up to discover his friend had been murdered and she’d been taken.