“We’re giving you to Gabriel Reyes.” I watch the way he goes white. I almost expect him to pass out, he gets so pale. “I hear he’s a nice guy. At least you’ll drive out of here in style. Man has a hell of a ride.”
Turner fights the restraints, panic stark on his face. “I’m not going with him.”
Harper walks up to him. “Yes, you are,” she says, and then she knocks him out with the butt of her gun.
He hits the ground like a sack of feed.
For a second no one says anything.
Then I grin at her. “Have I told you how hot you are?”
She rolls her eyes, but the corner of her mouth lifts.
Worth it.
72
HARPER
Ifollow behind Luke as he carries Turner to the courtyard outside.
Gabriel Reyes steps out of his badass SUV. “That was fast.”
Luke drops Turner at his feet. “The ladies were done dicking around.”
Gabriel glances at Mandy, who’s been quiet since we apprehended Turner, but it’s so quick I wonder if I imagined it. I look between them. Are they together? It doesn’t seem like it, although Gabriel Reyes isveryhot. His eyes—I’ve never seen eyes that blue. But yeah, he’s kind of scary too.
Gabriel crouches beside Turner, studying him like he's assessing livestock. One of his men nudges Turner with a boot until he groans and his eyes flutter open.
The moment Turner sees Gabriel, the color drains from his face.
"Cole.” Gabriel smiles pleasantly. "We need to talk about the money you've been stealing from my family."
Turner's mouth opens. Closes. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Gabriel backhands him across the face so fast I barely see it coming. Turner's head snaps to the side, blood trickling from his split lip.
"Don't insult me," Gabriel says, his tone still friendly. He stands and gestures to his men. They haul Turner to his feet, ignoring his gasps of pain as they wrench his injured shoulders.
I should feel something—satisfaction or vindication, maybe. But all I feel is hollow.
"What are you going to do with him?" I ask.
Gabriel looks at me, and for a moment something almost human flickers in his eyes. "He'll get exactly what he deserves. I promise you that."
"And we'll never see him again?" Luke asks.
"You have my word." Gabriel extends his hand to Luke. "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Bennett. I won't forget this, and neither will my family."
Luke shakes it. “I wouldn’t mind a ride like yours,” he says with a joking grin.
Gabriel laughs, holding out his fist for a bump. “You have good taste.” He glances at me, giving Luke a sly grin, and then turns and goes to his vehicle.
Luke comes to put his arm around my shoulder, and we watch the Reyes contingent drive away.
I huddle into Luke’s side, staring at the empty doorway, my weapon still in my hand, my father's blood still drying on my jeans.
It's over.