Liza held up the thumb drive. “Send Riley down here.” She had that confident tone again, the same one Riley had never heard before that day. Liza didn’t have an ounce of shakiness or a cracked voice or anything.
You’re not doing so bad yourself.Riley begged to differ. She couldn’t save herself if her life depended on it and it did.You gave it a try when you kneed Leo in the groin.
Leo growled or maybe moaned.
Bart marched down toward Liza.
Riley held her breath, checking over her shoulder. This was her chance to save herself.
Leo clenched her arm with a vise-like grip. “I might be in love with your friend, but I’m not an idiot.”
“If you love her that much, you’ll let me go,” Riley said.
Bart was halfway to Liza with the gun pointed at her. “Either you throw that drive to me, or you’ll get a bullet to the head.”
As if Bart had said the magic line, all hell broke loose.
