She rolls her eyes, looking at me as if I’m barely a mild inconvenience.
‘You have nothing, girl. No money. No rights. Why should I listen to you, hm?’
‘Because, whatever bullshit you’ve been told, I’m notretardada!’ I spit. ‘There’s nothing wrong with my mind and I’m not marrying anyone for Andrew. He’s the one with nothing. I’ll make a deal, but you have to let my friends?—’
I gasp as I hear shots being fired from out the back and tears come to my eyes as I look toward the door all the way at the back of the long hangar.
No…
They can’t be dead…They can’t be.
Andrew takes advantage of my inattention and lunges for me, grabbing hold of the gun.
‘This is your fault!’ I snarl. ‘They’re dead because of you!’
The trigger is pulled and Andy staggers back, a look of shock on his face that even I can see as he peers down at the blood rapidly soaking his white shirt.
There’s a stillness around me that wasn’t there before.
It was an accident. I didn’t mean to shoot him, but there’s also a sense of equilibrium being restored. After everything Andy did, I’m sort of glad I was the one to do it. There’s a dark symmetry in it.
If only I’d been able to save my guys…
Andy falls to the floor unmoving, and his eyes stay open, staring at nothing.
‘Take the gun from her,’ the cartel queen snaps.
My eyes find her, and I will my tears to dry so that I can see properly. I blink them back and notice a guy trying to sneak up on me in my periphery.
I put the barrel of the gun to the side of my head.
‘Without me, there is no money!’ I yell at her.
‘You will not do it,’ Reyes laughs.
I glance at the back door.
They’re dead. My guys are gone.
‘I have nothing to live for,’ I force out.
It’s the truth and she must realize I'm serious, because her hand gestures toward her man, and he stops advancing immediately.
‘What do you propose?’
But before I can answer, Thomas, Sauvage’s right hand man, enters the hangar. He’s flanked by at least fifteen other guys.
Sauvage is here?
I stay where I am, and I don’t make a sound, but I wantto scream at Thomas that he’s too late. They’re already dead.
Reyes’ eyes widen slightly when she sees how badly outnumbered the four men left with her are, but I don’t notice anything else to show she’s surprised or upset.
Thomas says something into his sleeve and his eyes fall on the cartel queen.
‘Senora Reyes, Monsieur Sauvage wishes to speak with you regarding this woman,’ he says loudly.
Reyes stares at me, as if trying to glean something from my appearance that might tell her why Pierre Sauvage would know me, why he’d put himself on the line for me.
