Resting her head against the concrete floor, she laid in her cold, black prison. Jenna let her heavy lids fall shut.
As the darkness pulled her under, she thought of how upset Adrian would be, knowing she was gone. Her heart broke for him, knowing he’d be out of his mind with worry. And she worriedforhim. Because as soon as he was physically able, hewouldstart looking for her.
Jenna just prayed he found her before it was too late. For both their sakes.
* * *
“Bitch refuses to eat.”
Matais looked up from his computer to address the man who’d just entered his office. Sebastian had been a part of the empire Cesar Ortiz—Matais’ father—had built.
The same empire Adrian Walker singlehandedly destroyed.
“Ms. Shaw does not trust us.” Matais stood and walked around what used to be his father’s desk. “Can you blame her?”
The other man’s square jaw clenched with anger. “She doesn’t need to trust us. She needs to do what she istold.”
“I understand your frustration, my friend.” Matais rested his hand on his confidant’s strong shoulder. “But we’ve come too far to let impatience get in the way of our plan.”
“And what is the plan, Matais?” Sebastian asked boldly.
Not many men would have the balls to question him in such a manner. But Matais let it slide, because it was Sebastian. And because…
The woman will die, regardless.
“You’re right.” Matais let his lips curve upward. “The time has come. I trust you had no issues in delivering the package?”
“Left it in the middle of the bed, just as you instructed.”
“Wonderful.” He nodded. “I heard from my source within the hospital just before you walked in.”
“And?”
“They informed me Walker is leaving early, against the doctor’s recommendation. Just as I suspected he would.”
Something else Matais learned from his father…you can never have too many eyes and ears working for you.
“I assume Walker’s aware of Ms. Shaw’s disappearance?” Sebastian inquired.
“He is. Authorities are searching for both her and Chief Campillo as we speak.” Matais rubbed the stubble on his chin. “There is one possible complication we need to be prepared for.”
“What is that?”
“There are other men in town. A group of former military operatives who now work for the private sector, though I’ve been told they take on government contracts, as well. Company called R.I.S.C.”
Sebastian frowned. “What interest do they have in this?”
“According to my source, the leader of the team is a man named Gabe Dawson. He’s in Walker’s hospital room right now.”
The other man blinked. “Walker is a known assassin. Why would this team be working with him? Are they mercenaries?”
“I haven’t had time to research them yet. But my source informed me that Walker is getting ready to leave the hospital with Dawson. And he’s out for blood.”
“Which means, he’ll have backup.”
Matais tipped his chin. “If he doesn’t follow our instructions, yes.”
“I’ll make sure the others are ready, just in case.”