“You could tell them what they want to know,” Scott replied,sounding a bit more desperate now.
“And have them kill us faster?Do you honestly think they’regoing to let us live?They can’t.”
Then she felt it.A vibration across her left butt cheek.Oh, she could feel it because that whole part of her body was still sensitivefrom taking large cocks inside it the previous night.It should be a rule.Nokidnapping after anal sex.
Thank the universe she’d turned the ringer off.She’d doneit the night before because she hadn’t wanted anything to interrupt her timewith Garrett and Keane.Now it saved her from being found out.She wasn’t surehow those two murderous morons had missed the fact that she had a cell phone onher, but it was going to cost them.Her mother tracked her phone.The minuteher mother found out she was missing, she would pull up her phone and find thatlittle dot.It was the trade-off for having to wear something her fatherslipped a GPS tracker in.
“What is that?”Scott asked.“Holy shit.Olivia, do you havea cell phone?”
The argument was reaching a crescendo on the other side ofthe door.Something about how each one had ruined the other and blah blah blah.
“Yes,” she said as quietly as she could.“I put it in myback pocket.We just have to hold on.Don’t let them know I have it.They cantrack me here and save us.”
“The police?”Scott asked.“Good.They’ll see I didn’t haveanything to do with this.It’s going to be okay.It’s going to be okay, andyour father will see I saved you.”
The nerve.“You didn’t save me.Their lack of thoroughnessis going to save me.”
Although she figured nothing would save her backside.Herdad would likely cheer her men on.
“I came for you,” Scott insisted.
Another round of vibration.They were definitely looking forher.They were probably sending her texts that told her to stay put, wait forthem.
Or Gigi was sending her a million emojis and wanting to talkabout last night’s episode ofBelow Deck.
Was her father having a heart attack?Was her mother crying?Were Garrett and Keane figuring out that she wasn’t worth all the trouble?
“I risked my life to save you,” Scott insisted.
“You walked into the grocery store.I’m pretty sure if youhad known what would happen, you wouldn’t have,” she shot back.Could she gether hands out of the zip ties?She’d taken a class where they taught her how tobreak the ties, but that was when they were in front of her, not behind.Shewas going to complain to Ian Taggart about that.
Shit.Taggart was probably already on his way.Her dad wouldpanic and believe the police around here wouldn’t work fast enough, and thatwas how there would be a military-style attack squad coming in to deal with twodumb criminals.And then his daughters would hear the stories, and she wasright back to humiliation.
“Olivia, I’m losing patience.I understand that I hurt you.I was wrong.You were right.I thought I wanted to make something of myselfwithout you.I worried about what people would say, but now I know love isworth more than anything.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Scott.I didn’t love you.I wanted tostart my life and you were there.I thought I wouldn’t love anyone the way Idid my friend Bobby, so I was willing to settle for you.The truth of thematter is I was relieved when you left.”
“I know you’re lying.I know what we had.”
“Please stop.Death might be better than having to listen toyou talk.”How long did she have to wait?Keane would have realized she wasgone very quickly.Would he put together the fact that Stephen Gunderson was inon it?He’d been holding one of those stun guns.
“Don’t be such a bitch,” Scott said.“I can only be pushedso far.I came back for you.”
“You came back because you failed and you realized youcouldn’t make it without me.”
That was when she realized it had gone quiet outside.Theywere no longer arguing.
The doorknob moved, the door coming open slowly.
Olivia went still and closed her eyes.
“What was that?”Martin’s voice could be heard along withthe floors squeaking under his feet.
“I told you it wouldn’t take too long.”Jessica sounded likeshe was right behind him.
She prayed Scott was smart enough to pretend to beunconscious.
“Jessica, I’m so sorry.I made a terrible mistake.”
