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“So,” Lucia drawls as she works. “Where were you last night? I didn’t see you all evening.”
“I was in Nico’s room, waiting for him to get back,” I mutter.
“Oh really?” my sister asks, her brown eyes twinkling. “Please tell me you both finally worked through all that sexual tension.”
My eyebrows rise. “What do you even know about sexual tension, Lucia? You’re fifteen.”
“You say that like I’m ten. I do know things, you know. I watch TV, and I read,” she states, sounding way too proud of herself.
“I need to pay more attention to the books you read.”
“Don’t be a killjoy, Rory.”
“Would you please just hurry up? You’re being way too blasé about this whole situation.”
Lucia’s always been a sort of daredevil. Brave, honest to a fault, and uncaring about what anyone else has to say about her. And usually, I love that about her, but we’re in a viper’s den right now and I really need her to be serious.
She’s in the middle of cutting through the last row of ropes around me when the door bursts open. I gasp softly while Lucia drops the knife in shock, whirling around to see who it is. It’s the guard from before and another one who looks furious at the sight of us. The new guard is also sporting a huge scar running up the side of his face.
“What the fuck is she doing loose?” he bellows.
My heart begins to pound painfully.
“She must have gotten free somehow,” the milder guard replies.
Lucia surreptitiously drops the knife at my side right before she’s yanked to her feet by her hair.
“No!” I scream, struggling to escape my bonds. But they’re still too tight. “Let her go!”
“Shut up!” the man with the scarred face shouts. “You think you’re smart, huh, little girl?” he questions, his hand still in her hair.
Lucia glares at him and I start to really fear for my sister’s life.
“Who are you working for?” she asks. “Who’s holding us captive?”
“That’s none of your fucking business. If you say another word, you get a bullet in your head.”
Lucia’s eyes narrow. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Oh God. Please, please, please.
I’m still struggling against my ropes when my eyes land on the knife at my side. I grab it quickly to finish cutting through my bonds. Lucia is keeping both men distracted, so their eyes aren’t on me, but I’m really worried she’ll get hurt.
Scarface lets out a menacing chuckle. “You think you’re so tough, don’t you, little girl?”
“I’m certainly tougher than a guy who has to pick on little girls to feel good about himself,” Lucia retorts.
If we get out of here alive, I’m giving her a lesson on survival instincts.
Scarface grows even more enraged. He pushes her, and she falls to the floor. He leans down to snarl in her face, and Lucia decides it’s a good opportunity to headbutt him. A strangled gasp escapes from my lips and I stop breathing entirely when he brings out his gun.
“Don’t hurt her!” I cry. “Please.”
Lucia continues to glare at him, and he must take that as a challenge, because he raises the gun and slams the butt of it into the side of her head. My stomach rolls as I watch my sister fall down to the ground, unconscious. I manage to get free in the next instant, and I’m crawling toward her when I hear the sound of a gunshot.
I freeze for several seconds. Scarface falls to the ground right in front of me. There’s a bullet wound in his head. The milder guard immediately leaps into action at the sight of his dead friend. He points his gun in the direction of the gunshot, which came from right outside the warehouse. I hear the sound of a fight going on outside, but I don’t dare breathe until Nico comes into view.
I exhale in relief at the sight of him walking into the warehouse. Two men suddenly appear behind him, and he turns around to face them, which is a mistake. As soon as his back is turned, the milder guard takes aim, confidence and murder etched into his expression.
