Ravina was heaving for breath.
“Where is Lee now?” she asked. “And why kidnap me? I didn’t know anything.”
“I don’t know. Maybe because you fucked with production. Now we’re having to lie low until the sheriff and those FBI agents back off. I know they’ve been talking to other sheriffs in different counties about the drugs.”
Hmm. Interesting.
“So why are you here with me?” Arabella asked.
Would the guys find her? Where was Lee now? What would Horse do if something happened to her?
Panic threatened to swamp her and she tried her best to push it away. She needed to keep a calm head.
“I don’t know. He told me to stay with you and that he’d be back.”
Had Lee/Liam been the clown? She didn’t think so. But there had been something familiar about him . . .
Suddenly, the steel door opened and in walked Lee/Liam followed by a man with traces of white makeup on his face.
“Deputy Doofus?” she asked.
The deputy’s face darkened. Oops.
So he’d been the clown? And was he in on this with Lee/Liam and Ravina?
“My name is Zane, and bitch, I’d watch your mouth.”
“Liam!” Ravina got up and ran to him. “She pushed me over, right into her pile of puke. And she was telling me lies about how you were engaged. Can we kill her now?”
Wow. What a bitch.
Lee/Liam looked Ravina up and down before drawing a gun from the small of his back and shooting her. Right in the head.
Oh God.
Did that really just happen?
Oh God. Oh God.
She couldn’t believe that he’d done that so casually. There was no conversation. No hesitation.
Ravina never had a chance. Although she shouldn’t really feel sorry for her.
“Good, I was getting sick of her voice,” Deputy Doofus said.
Arabella was shaking. She stared down at her hands, then up at Lee/Liam and Deputy Doofus.
Everywhere but at Ravina.
It felt like she was having an out-of-body experience.
“Why . . . why did you d-do that?”
Don’t look.
Don’t look.
Do not vomit.
