“Whoareyou people?” Dani asked.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Maurice said. “Come on. The dock’s thataway. And don’t eventhinkabout trying to scream or run.”
Maurice flashed the handle of something metal out of the pocket of his pants—some sort of weapon—and Theo hung his head. He’d brought Dani into this. Brought her into this hellscape that he’d been living in for the last year since these two captured him on the boat and destroyed the ship to make it look like he’d been lost at sea.
No communication with his friends and family. No real communication with the outside world. He may have been walking around like a free man, but he was essentially their prisoner, and they controlled his every move. Save for trips to the bathroom and his handful of pathetic attempts to escape, they hadn’t let him out of their sight. And after they’d threatened to go after his loved ones, he stopped even trying.
If only he hadn’t lied when he told them abouther.
Fuck.
Dani may have given him hope, but now he’d do anything totake the last ten minutes back. He’d forgo ever seeing her again if that meant she’d be safe and far away from this shitstorm.
Suddenly his strategy of dragging out the search for the Minotaur didn’t seem like the best of ideas—not that he knew where to find it anyway. Theo wasn’t sure the damn thing even existed.
But now? Now that they had Dani? Well, this game of “play dumb and they might give up” probably wasn’t going to end well.
Because playing dead was easy.
But playing dumb was no longer an option.
Chapter
Four
Dani
Dani wished she could sayshe was happy to see Theo.
Then again, as she was being ushered by a couple of men who looked straight out of anIndiana Jonesmovie onto a small white speedboat to God knows where, she wished a lot of things.
Such as that she’d gone on Cosmo’s scam-scursion instead of to the museum.
Or that she’d minded her own business at Knossos.
Or that she’d stayed home and never come to Greece in the first place. Home was safe. Predictable. Boring. And maybe she needed to appreciate that a little bit more.
Dani glanced around the marina, wishing she could get someone’s attention, but their boat was docked at the end far away from anyone else, and, really, they probably just looked like a group of people going out on a boat ride.
Why? Why hadn’t she walked away when she’d had the chance?
Oh right, because she was a stubborn brat who wanted an explanation instead of trusting Theo like he’d asked.
But she couldn’t help it that after a year of not seeing him she didn’t want to let him out of her sight again. She’d found him. She couldn’t let him go now.
Plus, she needed answers, dammit!
Dani and Theo, not having spoken a word to each other since these two goons found them, were directed to the white leather bench at the back of the speedboat. Based on Theo’s body language and what she could translate only as distress in his voice, whatever shit Theo had gotten himself into wasn’t good.
And now Dani was in it, too.
The tall guy started the boat and quickly sped away from the marina. Dani spent enough time doing water activities to know that speeding was probably against marina rules even in Greece, but chastising a criminal for not following boating laws probably wasn’t such a good idea. Not after the tall one flashed a knife in his waistband.
Her heart pounded. Was this it? Was this how she was going to die?
Dani started picking at the skin around her nails—the nervous habit that her abuela had always reprimanded her for that had only been exacerbated by her chronic dryness working at the library—when Theo took her hand and squeezed it.
For a few moments, all her fears quieted in her mind. She was with Theo. He’d keep her safe. He’d always kept her safe.
