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Casually, he points my fucking gun at my wife’s head.
I have no idea if he’s trying to goad me or if he actually intends to pull the trigger. All I know is that gun might as well be pointed at me.
“Don’t.” My voice is somewhere between an order and a plea. I’m desperate, and I don’t mind if he knows it.
“You’re in no position to bargain with me. In fact, I suggest you do exactly what we ask, or else—” Jasper squats down and grabs a fistful of Laila’s hair. “—things are going to go very badly for your pretty little lamb.”
“Don’t fucking touch her, you?—”
I want to go to her, but Charles presses his gun to my temple. “Tsk-tsk. I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
“No!” Laila screams again. She seems completely oblivious to the fact that there’s a gun trained on her, too. “Please, just… just let him go. Your fight is with me.”
“Of course you think that, girl. Everything is always about you, isn’t it?” Charles chuckles. “Jasper, I think we should wrap this up now.”
Jasper nods. “You wanna go first?”
Charles smacks his lips as though he’s about to sit down to a feast. “I want fifty million transferred to my personal bank account immediately.”
I have to bite back a laugh as I lean around the gun he’s aiming between my eyes. “You really are nuts. Even I don’t have that much liquid cash waiting to be transferred.”
Jasper rolls his eyes. “Told you.”
“How much can you transfer then?” Charles’s voice hitches, betraying his panic.
“Ten. At most.”
He turns an ugly shade of pink. “I want forty, at least.”
“That kind of fund transfer requires time, you idiot,” I say. “It can’t be done at the snap of my fingers.”
Charles turns to Jasper, a silent conversation passing between them. “We can wait.”
“The fuck we can!” Jasper bounds to his feet, his gun finally aimed away from Laila. I feel like I can breathe again. “I want this over today, Charles. I’m not waiting any longer.”
Laila’s hands are tied behind her back, and she’s shifting around on the floor behind him. There are dried tear tracks staining her cheeks, but her eyes are focused. Sharp. I’d be willing to bet the absurd amount of money Charles wants that she’s managed to loosen her restraints.
That’s my girl.
“Just another couple of days,” Charles insists in a whisper. “It won’t kill us.”
“It absolutely will. Remember who we’re dealing with,” Jasper snarls, looking at me with narrowed eyes. “He’ll have the entire might of the Adamov Bratva on us if we prolong this. We can’t give them time to rally.”
“I need that money!” Charles screeches.
“Ten million is enough!”
My eyes meet Laila’s over their bickering. We have a silent conversation of our own. But unlike our captors, we are on the same page.
We can make use of their distraction.
Her brows pinch together as she nods gently.Just be careful.
“Ten million won’t last me long,” Charles argues. “And it’s not like I can come back here. I need to make sure?—”
Jasper grabs Charles by the collar. “Stop being a greedy bastard and cut your losses. We delay any longer and we’re dead men walking.”
Charles’s gun is also pointed at the floor now, and I use the fact I’m no longer at the wrong end of a gun to slide even closer to Laila. I’m halfway across the room when Jasper roars, “Stop!”
