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“No,” Spinelli said, leering at me in the rearview mirror. “It’s my turn to go first.”
These sick fucks were the Fox brothers all over again. “Let me out now or else.”
Both men laughed.
Whichever one came for me first, I was going to bite his dick off and swallow it.
“Or else what?” Spinelli smiled. “I like a woman with a little spunk.”
“My boyfriend will hunt you down and bury you.”
“Oh, I’m scared,” the monster scoffed. “You scared, Tony?”
“After my boss gets his answers from you,” Spinelli said, “you’ll be ours, and your precious boyfriend will never find you. I promise you that.”
I spat and got Spinelli on the cheek.
He wiped it off. “Johnson, shut her up.”
Remembering Duke’s advice that angry men made mistakes, I scoffed. “Johnson, huh? I bet your first name is little.”
“He said quiet.” Johnson’s slap knocked me against the window, and pain shot across my face. Maybe now wasn’t the time for Duke’s advice.
“Hey. Easy with the merchandise, Brother. We want a good price. Use the needle.”
Johnson? Brother?It came back to me in a rush. Winston had mentioned that Spinelli had a brother named Johnson who the FBI thought was into human trafficking. How could I get kidnapped by the one pair worse than the Fox brothers?
His slimy hand pushed my head against the window and held me there. My struggling had no effect. Then I felt the prick, and the world went black again.
CHAPTER 35
Duke
I swervedonto the left shoulder and mashed the throttle, hurtling by another two cars before rejoining the lanes.
“Careful with the shoulder,” Lucas cautioned. “The crap over there can give you a flat.”
“Jordy, what’s the gap now?” I asked into comms.
“You’re getting close. Should have visual.”
Lucas craned his neck. “I don’t see them.”
“I’ve got Winston calling in,” Jordy said.
“That can wait,” Lucas decided. “How close?”
“Maybe fifty or a hundred yards.”
As we rounded a slight bend, I could see probably a quarter-mile ahead. There were a few SUVs and a ton of sedans and pickups. “I don’t see them.” I changed lanes and raced forward, dodging in and out of traffic and getting a few honks in the process.
“You’re really close,” Jordy said.
Lucas laid his SIG in his lap and put on the headset. “I don’t have anything from her body mic.”
I darted around another truck.
“You should see them easy now. You’re right on top of them. Twenty yards or less.”
