Page 90 of Her Guarded Hero

“That’s because you hired stupid people to sell the horses. The brokers needed to sell the damn horses to Arizona and New Mexico, not to our own backyard,” Elsa practically yelled. “Look at this mess. I told you she was going to find us out. Now she’s here. Dennis saw her!”

Aurora clutched her stomach. This crazy woman wanted her dead. She was going to try and kill her.

Kill her son.

No.

No!

That was not going to happen. Not on her watch.

“Grandpa knows we’re here, Elsa. Do Uncle Tate and Zeb.”

Lindy groaned.

“Why is the cop really here?” Elsa demanded.

“Why do you think? She wanted to look around. She was suspicious. I told her she was imagining things, you and Dennis couldn’t possibly have anything to do with the things that had been happening to me. But she said I was too trusting,” Aurora spat.

“She’s a smart girl.” Elsa nudged Lindy with the toe of her riding boot. Her cousin didn’t move. Elsa looked up at the two men who were waiting for her orders. “I need them disposed of. Far away from the property, and I need it to look like an accident. Do you understand? Do better than that worthless Ned Little did.”

“We need to wait until it’s dark,” Chuck said.

Aurora considered screaming, but knew it wouldn’t be any use, since horses had probably screamed in here and nobody had come to their rescue.

“Fine, wait until dark. Do whatever you need to. Just get rid of them.” Elsa spun around on her boots, slammed open the door, then yanked it shut behind her. Aurora stared up at her two executioners.

“We can’t tie them up, people will notice the rope burn around their wrists,” Mort said as he looked down at her.

“We can tie her up around her ankles, over her boots,” Chuck said. “Go find some rope. Also get a blanket, we can wrap that around them, then tie the rope around that.”

Mort shrugged. “That’ll work.” He headed to the corner with the horses.

This was her chance. Aurora gathered herself to pounce.

“You make one fucking move, and I’ll kick you in the stomach.” Chuck said it with no emotion whatsoever.

Aurora shivered. She believed every word.

Mort came back with a rope. “Have you checked the cop for a gun?”

Chuck looked at Mort with a blank expression, and Aurora felt just as stupid. Mort shoved Aurora away and yanked up Lindy’s shirt. There at her waist was a gun in a holster. He pulled it out. “You’re useless,” he glared at Chuck. He checked Lindy’s pocket and grabbed the car keys from her too.

Aurora wanted to cry. Why hadn’t she known that Lindy was carrying a gun? It’s time to start thinking. She had a phone, didn’t she?

“Wrap ‘em up.” Mort threw a blanket at Chuck. “I’ll take the live one, since you can’t seem to handle the simplest of tasks.”

After what Chuck had said about kicking her son, Aurora was happy that Mort was tying her up. That was until he yanked her hands behind her back.

“Please, that hurts too much, can’t I put them around my stomach? It’s too awkward that way when I’m pregnant.”

Mort gave her a considering look. “Fine,” he said.

Aurora placed her hands around her stomach and he swaddled the blanket around her, then he wound the rope on top of that. Aurora kept her arms away from her body as best she could so that she had a little bit of play, it was difficult because Mort was intent on tying the rope tight, but in the end, the rope was a little loose around her arms, but it wasn’t around her legs.

“We’ll be back.”

“Please come back in an hour. Pregnant women have to pee often.”