Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
“I need to speak to Aurora.” My voice is harsh, but I think I have the right to be.
“Who is this?” she asks, her voice suddenly serious.
“Ticiano Valladares.”
“Shit. What did she do now?” I fucking hate that this is her first reaction to me calling. Like Ana is such a fuck up that she can’t be trusted. I’d trust my girl with my life, why can’t her own people give her the benefit of the doubt.
“She got kidnapped at the Miami Acres Mall after being shot at.”
“How long ago?”
“Less than four minutes ago.
“We start searching for her. You didn’t happen to get any of the license plate did you?.”
“That won’t be necessary. I’ve got a tracker on her.”
“You’ve got a tracker on her? How?”
“I injected it into her skin.”
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” she shouts into the phone.
“I’m her fucking man, that who the fuck I know I am,” I shout right back. “This was a courtesy call as her boss. I’ll text you the address of the location as soon as these dead motherfuckers stop driving.”
With that, I end the call and click into my tracking app. I jump into my car, my cousins following me. I decide to send the live track to Aurora and take off. I speed down Biscayne Boulevard after them. I follow them to Port Boulevard and hang back. I don’t want them to realize that they are being followed. There are only so many places they can go to on this road before they hit the ocean.
After about ten minutes, the tracker stops moving. A black SUV screeches up beside me and we pull up to the warehouse at the same fucking time. I take a second to change the clip on my gun and get out of the car. The van is parked out front and it’s empty. Through the window, I can see the back of the van is covered in blood.
God help me if she’s not alive when I get into this shithole.
THIRTEEN
ANA
They have been so distracted trying to get medical attention for the dumbass I cut, they haven’t been paying attention. Every breath I take is agony, but I won’t give them the satisfaction. I am quickly losing energy though, so any move I make will need to be soon.
For what I can only surmise has been hours, Gina and I have been sitting here in silence, not giving them a reason to turn to us. I keep looking at Gina, trying to make sure she hasn’t gone into shock. I can hear them mumbling but I can’t hear what they are saying.
Patience is not really a virtue as you can guess, but I am being more than patient. Right before I stuck my knife into his leg, I silently cut the ropes around my wrist, but have been holding them in place so no one knows. Really, I have been praying for Aurora and our crew to come flying through the door any minute, but I have no clue how off the grid we are. At this point, I am just lucky that when he punched me, he didn’t get my eye so both of them are functioning. Though I loathe to admit that it hurts like a bitch. I can feel my jaw swelling.
“Now where were we?” Romeo says, walking in slowly.
“Leave her alone you fucker. You want to tangle with a real woman. Come at me. Oh yeah I forgot, none of you are real men. You can only take down little girls.” I spit at his feet, baiting him to come to me.
“You have a lot of mouth for a tied-up piece of pussy. That’s alright. I will let you watch so you see what you have coming.” he begins moving further from me and I panic.
“Scared to start with a real woman, huh Romeo. Juliet said you weren’t enough and even she was a virgin.” I know the moment I hit a nerve. His shoulders square back and he turns to me, venom seeping from his eyes. If I was not jacked full of adrenaline trying to stay alive, I would be terrified, but right now, my mind won’t let me go there.
“I see, little girl. You’re horny, huh? The man who spread you wide didn’t satisfy you? You need a monster to fu-” He’s close enough. I jump from the chair, knock him to the floor. Punching his face, I roll him in front of me and wrap the piece of the rope around his neck.
“Struggle you weak fuck. I like seeing a sorry excuse for a man squirm for me.” His legs are jerking while his hands try to pry mine apart. He begins shouting, trying too anyway. Damn it. I hear the footsteps coming down the hall. He faints. His pulse is weak, but it exists. Standing, quickly I pull Gina behind me and tell her to duck. I open the window behind us and pray this works. “Get down and don’t move. Don’t make a sound.” she nods and slides under the bed.