“What do you mean? He forced you to come, didn’t he?” she asks. “I saw Luca’s office. You ransacked it to find Liam’s location.”
I rub my lips in shame. “I’m sorry, but it was important. I needed to find him. I—”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to apologize,” she says. “But you should’ve told me he threatened you.”
“Jill!” I yell, trying to get her attention, and it works. “I chose to come here.”
She frowns. “Why?”
Suddenly, Luca tears open the front door of the car and hops behind the steering wheel, slamming the door shut again before starting the car. “We need to get the fuck out of here.”
What? No, this can’t be happening.
“Don’t,” I say, but as I jerk the door handle, he locks it.
“Have you lost your goddamn mind?” he roars, hitting the gas. “We need to move. NOW.”
“You don’t fucking understand!” I yell as the car shoots off, swerving across the road. “I came here to protect Jill!”
“Jas …” She grabs my hand and squeezes tight. “I’m sorry. I should’ve seen this coming. I should’ve noticed you were carrying that burden all by yourself. It wasn’t fair.”
“He’s not gonna stop,” I say.
“We’re prepared,” Luca says, holding up the gun.
My pupils dilate at the sight. “You can’t.”
“The fuck I can’t,” Luca spits back. “He’s my fucking brother.”
“Exactly!” I retort. “He’s your fucking brother, Luca. You love him.”
“Love?” He laughs out loud. “You call this love?”
“You’re only saying that because he hurt you,” I growl. “Just like you hurt him.”
“Bullshit!” Luca roars. “I didn’t do jack shit!”
“You tried to fucking kill him over a kiss!” I yell back.
Everyone’s suddenly quiet now, including Jill, who just stares at me awkwardly with a huge blush on her face.
“He’s like this because of what happened that night,” I try to explain. “And all his memories came pouring back in when you paid him a visit.”
“I searched for years to find my brother, and look what happened when I finally did. That fucker tried to kill my wife and then tried to take you too.” Luca turns the wheel hard, and I have to grasp my seat to stay put. “Be happy Jill and I came to get you.”
“Jill, please talk some sense into him,” I say, turning to face her in a desperate attempt. “Please, you have to stop the car before something bad happens.”
“We’re trying to save you,” Jill replies. “Please, let us handle this.”
I’m flabbergasted. “Save me?”
BANG!
I shriek. The sound hits me hard as a bullet penetrates the hull of the car.
I look up out of the rearview window. Liam’s chasing us on his motorcycle, and he’s catching up fast.
“That motherfucker,” Luca growls, and he speeds up.