“Gracias, Sebastian.” The man in charge dipped his chin in appreciation.
“De nada.”
Okay, so goon number one’s name is Sebastian. Good to know.
After swiping his finger across the screen, Matais pointed the phone’s camera directly at her. “Say cheese.”
Jenna squinted and turned her head away as the camera’s bright flash blinded her.
“Not your best side, but it will do.”
His tone reminded Jenna of the sadistic killers she’d watched get taken down by Derek Morgan and the BAU. Except this wasn’t some random Criminal Minds episode, and she wasn’t Derek’s baby girl.
No, I belong to Adrian. And he belongs to me.
God, she wished he was here right now, because unlike some fictional character, Adrian Walker was very real. And very deadly.
He would snap these three men like the pathetic twigs they were.
Sebastian and the other man chuckled as Matais typed something out on the phone. With a smirk, he looked back up at her and grinned.
“It is done.”
“What’s done?” she demanded to know. “What the hell do you want from me?”
“Oh, it’s not what I want fromyou.” He came closer. “It’s what I want from your boyfriend.”
Shock reverberated through her entire system. Had she heard him wrong? Shehadto have heard the bastard wrong.
“Adrian?” His name escaped on a whisper. As if she were afraid to say it aloud. “W-what do you want with him?”
“Revenge, Miss Shaw.” He reached for her, then. His evil eyes searing into hers as he brushed some hair from her face. “And when Mr. Walker comes to your rescue, I will finally get it.”
Jenna jerked back as far as the chair would allow, a fresh wave of terror rolling over her as she tried to comprehend what the man had just said.
This man wanted to hurt Adrian?HerAdrian?
Shock and fear stole her ability to speak. Her mind whirled with the unfathomable reality that what was happening had nothing to do with her.
Matais Ortiz hadn’t ordered Ben Campillo’s death and her abduction for the purpose of selling her. And this clearly wasn’t about her probing into the case of the two missing nurses.
This whole thing—the club, her being brought here, the picture Matais has just taken of her bruised and battered face…it was all being done for one purpose.
To lure Adrian into a trap.
God, no. Please don’t let him come here!
For the duration of her captivity, Jenna had been praying for Adriantocome. Each time the darkness pulled her under, she’d dream of seeing his ruggedly handsome face.
She’d imagined him bursting through the door, taking out the bad guys, and carrying her away in his strong, comforting arms. More than once, Jenna had found herself begging God and the universe to show him the way.
But now…nowthat fantasy had turned into something horrible. A reality she would never wish on anyone.
Especially not the man she loved.
Because while she may not understand why, Jenna knew with utter certainty that Matais Ortiz planned to kill Adrian. And he was going to use her to do it.
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