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“I can’t tell him no.”
“That’s because you’ve gone soft. You’re letting a twelve year old order you around and you just take it. And then you bringmeinto it! Asshole.”
He wasn’t wrong, but I flipped him off anyway and pulled my own gloves on. I tried to hold out. I really did. But goddamn him. Roan obliterated every defense I had, driving me so crazy I couldn’t stand it. I was nothing but fucking putty in his hands.
“He’s not twelve,” I muttered.
Eduard stared at me, his lips pursed. “Thatis all you heard?”
“You’re more of a fucking nag than he is, you know that? I thought you’d be happy to get away from your computer for a while, get your hands dirty again. Or haveyougone soft?”
“Fuck you, Sasha. Fucking queer pain in my ass. I should have shot you when I had the chance. You and your little bunny up there, then I wouldn’t be in this goddamn mess. Stealing cars and kidnapping people again. I’m getting too old for this!”
“You’re barely thirty. Shut the fuck up.”
“You’regetting too old for this!”
“Do you want to see forty? Keep talking.”
“Um, I don’t know what kind of argument you two are having back there,” Roan said from the driver’s seat, tipping his chin toward the jogger coming down the path, “but there he is.”
Eduard tossed me a mask before pulling his down over his face.
Once we were sufficiently disguised, we crouched next to the sliding door and waited.
Roan started the van and drove through the parking lot of the forest preserve slowly. Since it was so early, there weren’t any other cars to worry about.
When he pulled up alongside his father, I threw the door open. Eduard hooked a bag around Phillip’s head and yanked him back while I grabbed him by the legs. Together, we dragged him into the van, despite his twisting and yelling.
Eduard tightened his hold, trying to dodge Phillip’s elbows. I punched directly into the center of the bag. Something crunched and Phillip swore loudly.
While he was distracted with his injury, I slipped the syringe out of my pocket and jabbed the needle into his arm.
Once he was out, Eduard went to lift the bag, but I waved him off. “Leave it. I don’t give a fuck if he suffocates.”
“That went well,” Roan said over his shoulder. He grinned at me and drove away, happy as a little clam, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel to whatever was on the radio.
Eduard opened his mouth, but I held up a gloved finger. “Don’t even say it.”
* * *
Per Roan’s request,I assembled a smaller cage for our guest of honor. I didn’t, however, take him back to the warehouse from the first time. Since it had been burned by the police, I opted for another establishment — the basement of Delirium. It was secure, loud, and I could check on my new captive whenever I needed to.
After the drugs knocked his ass out, Eduard and I stuffed Phillip into a crate and drove straight to the club. With the help of a dolly, I wheeled him in through the service entrance and down the elevator.
“You want me to stay?” Eduard asked.
I glanced at Roan and shook my head. “No. We’ve got it. Take care of the van.”
Eduard shook his head as well and walked away, muttering, “This is so fucked up.”
“You know I can still hear you, you fucking nag,” I called after him.
He flipped me off right as the elevator doors closed.
Alone with Roan and the crate, I folded my arms and watched him. He was walking around the dark, dingy room with a creased brow. At that moment, it felt like one of the worst decisions I’d ever made.
What if it was too much for him? What if it brought up memories he wanted to forget? What if he had enough time to process everything and now he saw me for the monster I really was? What if, in trying to give him all that he asked for, I ruined all that I ever wanted?
