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And then I'd be dead.
I swallowed hard and reminded myself of the chip and the reason I was here. I wasn't some stupid girl trying to sleep her way out of trouble. I was here on purpose.
And I was about to be raped when I knew I could take this guy before he could lay a hand on me. This was taking one for the team. I shuddered, reached for my clothes as if I didn't understand him, and he grabbed my wrist, tight, hauling me to him, his other hand fumbling between my legs before it went back to his belt, as if he couldn't decide what to do first.
The guard in the front pulled his baton and hit him on the arm. "Unharmed means untouched. There's a huge price for first time even if they're not virgins. And he's gonna be the one if anyone does her."
The guard holding me had just gone still. Now he shoved me away from him like I'd been the one making trouble.
"Get dressed," said the one in the shotgun seat.
"Thank you," I said.
"Bitch, I didn't do it for you."
"Thanks anyway, asshole."
At least he had the decency to laugh.
The van continued rocketing through Las Vegas.
42
Cole
"Sir? She was arrested this morning."
I catapulted up off the weight bench. One of the techies had been delegated to come tell me the news.
I had no idea why they were afraid of me. They always chose someone else to come give me news.
This wasn't bad news. Or good news. I couldn't think or eat or work. But it was also what she and I had agreed to and now she was doing it.
"What do you have?"
The tech was a tiny woman who looked like she came from some Nordic country that didn't believe in sunlight. Or a vampire.
She consulted her tablet, then offered it to me. I didn't take it. I gestured for her to go on.
"She was picked up or shoplifting at a grocery store somewhere around noon. Two uniformed officers responded and picked her up."
"Any record of them on the force?"
She frowned. "There's no record of them anywhere, but that makes sense. They were like her cab. They took her to be arraigned."
Alarm bells went off. They were all the bells for all the things that were supposed to happen but they were still loud. "It's Sunday."
"Yes, sir. It was unusual. Apparently the judge released her."
"Where are you finding all this?"
She did look reticent this time. Not like I could duplicate what my people did and fire them but I understood.
"Cell phones. The chip we inserted is a tracker but also a GPS."
I knew that. There was no point in using a chip just to identify her like a lost cat turned in to the Humane Society.
"She still has her cell with her, or she did when she left the courthouse. A few minutes ago it blipped out."
