Liam dipped his chin in confirmation, telling him, “Ten minutes is all we need.”
He and his team raced to the SUV. Jagger slid behind the wheel and Liam sat up front with him while Brody and Christian took the middle.
“I hope to hell the intel on this address is correct.”
“Where is it?” Jagger asked as they raced away from his house.
Reaching for the vehicle’s GPS system, Liam entered the address so their driver could see.
“That’s north of the city,” Jagger commented needlessly.
Liam could tell the man’s wheels were spinning as he studied the system’s suggested route for possible flaws. With the otherman focused on driving like a bat out of hell without crashing, Liam pulled the address up on the GPS on his phone.
“It looks like an old grain elevator set-up,” he mused. Typing away with this thumbs, he quickly scanned what information he could find. “According to this, it’s been closed for the past three and a half years.”
Scooting up between the two front seats, Brody looked over Liam’s shoulder at the phone’s small screen.
“Looks pretty secluded,” the former SEAL commented. “Perfect place to commit a murder.”
And no one would hear Allison’s screams.
“Drive faster,” Liam ordered Jagger, his tone calculated and cold.
For the remainder of the drive, his thoughts bounced back and forth between torturing Gallo and saving Allison. She was the priority, of course.
Always.
Once they got there…once he’d personally made sure the woman he loved was safe…the gloves were coming the fuck off.
And Tommy Gallo was going to pay.
Allison’s heartbeatfilled her ears as Tommy drove them down a barron, two-lane highway. They’d left the city a few minutes before, and now?—
He’s driving me to my death.
“Why are you doing this?” she demanded to know. “Why won’t you just leave me alone?”
“Trust me, honey, I wish I could. Unfortunately, you’re worth more to me dead than alive.”
Worth more?
“What are you talking about?”
“Life insurance, baby.”
Allison laughed at that…and the utter insanity of it all. “I had your name removed from that policy before I ever left Seattle.”
“Not the one we got together when we were first married.” Tommy shook his head. “The one I got for you a few months ago.” His dark brown eyes found hers. “The policy that’s worth two million dollars.”
“Two million?” Her voice rose an octave. “Why on earth do you need that kind of money, Tommy? You’re rich, remember?”
“Correction.” He put a finger in the air. “I was rich. But I got into a bind a while back and had to borrow some money. Now it’s time to pay it back.”
Allison couldn’t believe what she was hearing, or that she’d married such a cruel man. But then she fully processed all he’d said, and when she did, she found herself turning to him with a frown.
“You shot Liam in cold blood.” Tears she didn’t realize she still had fell from the corners of her eyes. “You forced me at gunpoint to leave my daughter behind and come with you against my will. And it’s not like you were careful about any of it. I mean, serioulsy,” she laughed humorlessly. “It’s the middle of the freaking morning. Liam’s neighbors were awake, Tommy. And he has one of those doorbells with a camera. How can you possibly think the insurance company will still pay you a single penny after all of that?”
How could he possibly think this would end up any other way than him spending the rest of his life in prison?
