Shit. Shit. Shit.
His voice meant business. And she couldn’t believe that she’d forgotten who was the biggest monster in the room.
Sure, North might be scary. He might be deadly and dangerous.
But Jared was in charge.
“Yes, he taught me self-defense,” she replied. Why was he asking her these questions?
“Did he touch you?”
“Um, well, yeah. Of course he did. He had to correct my stance and stuff. Why? How is that important?”
“Oh, believe me, it’s very important. Add him to the list, North,” Jared ordered.
North nodded as though he knew exactly what Jared was talking about.
“What do you mean? What list? Actually, it doesn’t matter. Ammo has nothing to do with this. Shouldn’t we be less concerned with my self-defense moves and more worried about your head? Are you seeing double? Are you dizzy at all?”
“My head is fine. It will take more than a whack from you to give me a concussion.”
Hmm. Was he saying that she didn’t hit very hard?
“It was enough to knock you out,” she pointed out.
Perhaps unwisely.
“Yes, I haven’t forgotten that you knocked me out,” he said in a low drawl. “I’m going to start a list in my head.”
“A list of what?” she asked.
“We’ll call it Angie’s Naughty List. And on it are things that you have done for which you’re going to be punished.”
Was it her imagination or did North look extremely pleased?
Well, in North’s case, his lip twitched. It could have been gas.
Who knew?
“Ahh, no you’re not. Because in a few minutes you’re going to let me go. Because your crazy-ass-hippo-breath assistant kidnapped me and has kept me locked up for weeks! Without proper entertainment. I haven’t seen the outside. Do you know that I’m probably now deficient in Vitamin D? I’ll probably get rickets.”
“Rickets?” Jared murmured.
“Uh-huh.”
“It’s been four days,” North said dryly.
“What?” she asked. “That’s lies!” It had to have been longer. There was no way that it could have been only four days.
She felt like she’d been locked up in here forever.
“It’s true,” Jared told her.
“Damn. Time has gone really slowly in this hellhole. No wonder I’m starting to get rickets.”
“I doubt that four days without sunshine is enough time to get rickets,” North told her. “And do you even know what rickets are?”
Angie made a scoffing noise. “Of course I do.”
