"Out of the bed with your hands up! Now!" Macho Man screams again, coming to the side of the bed, his assault rifle pointed right at me.
"Don't get your dick in a twist. I heard you," I grumble.
I slink off of Greer, her wrist clutching my hand as I put my feet on the ground.
"Koen?" she breathes.
I smirk at her, standing and putting my hands behind my back for the handcuffs to be placed on them.
I'm ass naked, and my semi-hard cock still has nut leaking from it as I give Greer a wink. "Don't worry, baby. I'll be back for you."
"You won't be anywhere for a long fucking time," Macho Man says behind me, cuffing my hands while another officer reads me my Miranda rights.
"If only you knew who you were fucking with, buddy boy."
I'm turned and led out of the room, and I hear one of the other officers ask Greer her name.
"Tony! I think we found that missing girl from Oakland,” he shouts into his radio.
This is Allison's doing; it has to be.
And when I get my hands on her, she'll wish she'd never been born.
I'm loaded into the back of a SWAT car. The backup burner I usually keep on me at all times is non-existent since I was taken in the nude.
A new agent I hadn't noticed in the bedroom gets into the driver's seat. "All set back there, fuck wad?" he goads.
I grin at him.
He can't know what's coming, but soon, he's going to wish he had turned down this assignment.
He's going to wish I'd listen to his pleas.
I watch the cabin grow faint, the eyes of Greer, my poisonous girl, locked on me from where she's wrapped in blankets, standing on the porch.
Even from here, I can tell she's crying.
"Don't cry for me, pretty poison. Cry for them."
21
Greer
The world around me is a blur, the sound muted by my rapidly thumping heart, the people moving in slow motion as I watch Koen be carted off in a blacked-out squad car.
Logically, I can’t figure out how they found him.
Allison is good, but she's notthisgood.
"Ma'am!" the officer standing in front of me screams, as if he's been shouting at me for some time. "Tell me your name."
Tell him my name? Were they not here for me?
"G-greer Allen,” I stutter out.
He takes a hand off me and keys a walkie on his shoulder. "Yeah, Cap, we've got her."
"Good, bring her in."
