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Seconds later, we move as one, crouched but running to the back entrance of the restaurant. I test the handle and find it locked. Silently, Cain jerks his head for me to get out of the way and pulls a small, slender device out of his pocket. He slides it expertly in place. The lock clicks, and the door swings open.
Cain goes in first. Prepared for an ambush, I don’t look. This is not going to end well. The ginger bartender looks at us, turns, and tries to run away. In one swift move, I take my knife out of the ankle harness, aim, and fling it through the air. It lands like an arrow, the blade sunk deep into the wood of the doorframe half an inch from his head.
“Stay right there.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Cain
I knewshe was skilled with a knife, but the way she stopped him mid-stride was fucking beautiful. So graceful, it fucking made me hard. Her skill goes way beyond beginner.
I don't waste time. In three firms strides across the room I've got the bartender by the neck.
“Name.”
“Jeremy Guard.”
“Why the fuck did you try to get rid of me?”
His eyes water and his voice squeaks, like a cornered mouse.
“Because they’ll kill me.”
“Who will?”
“I don’t know names.”
“Are they the people that took my sister?”
“I—I think so.”
I grip his shirt and shake him.
“Yes!”
“Where are they?”
“I don’t know. Said something about heading to Canada, but I can’t tell you anything beyond that.”
Fucking Canada?
“Why will they kill you?”
“Because they don’t want to get caught. Because they’d go to jail for life. Because it would end their little shopping spree.” He’s crying freely now.
How fucking dare he. I give him another shake, furious he had the nerve to call it ashopping spree.
“That’s my sister we’re talking about.”
Jeremy nods.
“Give me one fucking reason whyIshouldn’t kill you.”
“Because I’m your ticket to finding them.”
Wily son of a bitch.
“Yeah? You have no names. You’ve got no connections. How do I know what you’ve said is true?”
