Chapters (45)
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- EPILOGUE
Tomorrow she would worry about Callie, figure out a way to locate Daniel Henson and Lila Ramirez. Tomorrow—not tonight.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
LILA SAT IN THE BACK SEAT OF THE BLACK SUV, WHILE DANIEL rode in the front passenger seat next to Harley, who was driving. Dutch drove the second SUV, accompanied by Riley and Stella Beeker. The six of them were off to a location where Daniel planned to start a new drug operation.
Lila suppressed a shiver. The more she learned, the more danger she was in.
They had spent three days at the safe house, waiting for Daniel to get everything ready for the trip to wherever they were going. She had overheard bits and pieces of conversation, not enough to know their final destination.
Since that first night, she had been sleeping in Daniel’s bed, going along with his dominance-and-discipline sex games, trying to stay alive. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Daniel wasn’t that much of a man.
Still, she understood the risk of defying him, remembered Sarah and what had happened to her.
Lila vowed to stay strong, do whatever she had to in order to survive. Sooner or later, she would find a way to escape.
Lila knew Callie had made it out. The night Daniel had dismantled the compound, she had heard him talking. She knew Callie’s sister, Skye, and two other men had come to rescue her.
She was pretty sure Molly had also managed to escape.
The other women had been left behind, but as Callie had warned, Henson wanted Lila for himself. At gunpoint, she had been forced to go with him.
As the vehicle continued down the highway, she rode in silence, quiet but alert to any possibility for escape that might arise. In the meantime, as long as she held Daniel’s interest, she would stay alive. As long as she was alive, she could find a way out of this nightmare.
She thought of Callie. Her friend had promised to come back for her. Lila believed she would have tried. She believed Callie would press the authorities to search for her, believed she would not give up.
Neither would Lila.
She rested her head against the back of the seat and watched the changing landscape. They had been heading west, traveling along I-70 through open, rural country; then Dutch had turned on US 40. They’d passed through a few small towns, but again the land was mostly open and rural. She wondered at their final destination. They would get there eventually.
In the meantime, she needed to keep Daniel Henson happy long enough to get away.
* * *
Edge sat at his desk at Nighthawk. He worked better here. Easier to keep his head in the game and not get sidetracked by his pretty roommate.