He’s going to blame himself.
God, more thananythingJenna wished she could talk to him. Let him know she was sorry and make him see that this—whateverthiswas—wasn’t his fault. It was hers.
And the worst part was, she didn’t even know why.
At first, she’d assumed it had something to do with their inquiry into Stella Gallagher’s disappearance. But they’d only just spoken with Ben about that minutes before the shooting, so how would anyone have known?
Ben could’ve told them. He could’ve called them after you and Adrian left his office.
But even that didn’t make sense because the shooter was already outside when they left the police station.
No, she was almost certain this had something to do with before, when she was drugged at the club and almost abducted. Maybe these were the two guys who’d tried to take her?
Jenna’s guarded gaze slid to the man sitting next to her and then the driver. Was it possible? Were these the men from that night?
The chilling theory sent a shiver down her spine. It also made perfect sense.
She’d witnessed the murder of the cab driver. Sure, she didn’trememberanything about it, but these guys didn’t know that. So maybe…maybe they were doing all of this to silence her so she couldn’t testify against them?
If that were the case, then why didn’t they just kill you and leave your body with Ben’s?
Obviously, Jenna didn’t have all of the answers—or any, really. But for now, she needed to focus on the fact that she was still alive and do her best to stay that way until she either found a way to escape or someone came for her.
As she was driven out of the city, she stared out at the road ahead of them in silence. With nothing else to do but sit back and await her fate, Jenna thought of the man who owned her heart and wondered if she’d ever get to see him again.
I’m sorry, Adrian. I love you. I’m so sorry.
Chapter 10
Adrian peeled his eyes open, then immediately squeezed them shut. Readying himself for the bright, blinding light, he tried again. And again.
After a few more attempts, he was finally able tokeepthem open. Feeling dizzy and disoriented, it took him a minute to realize where he was.
I’m in the hospital?
Like a slow-moving wheel, Adrian’s memories began to surface.
He and Jenna had gone to the police station. They’d met with Ben. Afterward, they were standing outside, talking and laughing. But then…
Some asshole shot me in the leg.
The wheel spun faster, bringing itallback to him.
Glass shattering. Jenna’s screams. The white-hot pain spreading through his leg as the bullet lodged itself into his muscle.
Adrian let his heavy lids fall. As he lay there, fighting the drugs still running through his system, more broken memories flashed before his mind’s eye.
His blood was on Jenna’s hands. He could almostfeelher fingers on his leg as she worked to save his life.
Adrian could see the worry that had covered her beautiful face as he was loaded into the back of the ambulance, and he heard himself whispering…
I love you.
Shit, that’s right. Hehadsaid that to her. But Jenna hadn’t heard him because he’d been too late.
Fucking figures.
He shook his head against his pillow. May have even laughed a little, too. Either way, the irony of the situation wasn’t lost on him.