I hightail it out of the lot, heading to the landing strip, wishing I had a working phone to alert Leo of her escape. Hopefully, he’ll see her. Hopefully, he’s still there.
I’m already so far behind, and unsure if she’s even still on the island at this point. And once she’s gone, she’s the type of girl that’ll stay gone forever.
I hurry, pushing the limits of this bike to top speeds, until I spot the airfield off in the distance. I see the Mercedes when I park next to an empty hangar.
Then, I see her, her brown hair blowing in the wind.
“Sophia.”
“Dean?” She appears shocked, but I know the look in her eyes is more disappointment. “Dean, I’m leaving and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”
I grasp her arm. “You can’t leave. You think this man will get you where you need to be?”
She nods, and the man in question comes out from the back room. He sees me and stops with wide eyes. “I’m paying him to get me off this island. I need to find Bishop.”
“You can’t leave.”
She raises her chin. “And why not?”
“Because we both have a common enemy. And you seem to have the insider info on our man.”
She crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her tits up to show off the most glorious cleavage I’ve ever seen. “So, you need me?”
I step closer, staring at her with a deep determination in my eyes. “I definitely need you.”
Chapter 6
Sophia
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Hearing this man say he needs me makes my insides turn to mush. What is happening to me? I’m not the type of girl to turn to a pile of goo when a man looks my way. I’ve never needed a man to complete me. I’ve never needed anything.
“Well, I don’t need you.”
Dean steps closer, his dark blond hair rustling in the wind. “How can I make it worth your while?”
Worth my while? The only thing that can make anything worth my while is money, and that I get to deliver the final death blow to Bishop. “I want to kill him.”
“Done,” he says, holding out his hand.
I’m hesitant, but I shake it. “Done.”
I tell the man I no longer need the lift to the other island, and walk toward the Mercedes.
Dean follows close behind. “I have a man here,” he says. “He can drive the bike home, and we’ll ride together.”
I nod as we take a detour to the other side of the airport where his men guard Dean’s plane. He talks to his men for a few minutes before handing off the keys to the motorcycle. “So, how do you plan to find Bishop?” I ask at the car.
Dean faces me as he unlocks the doors with the key fob. “That’s where I need your help.”
“My help?” I ask him.
“Yes, I need to know how you could learn of Bishop’s plan so easily.”
I study Dean for a moment, wondering if I can truly trust this man. “I have a friend on the inside.”
He says nothing for a full minute before he slides into the front seat of the car. I follow suit and get into the passenger side.
“Who?” he asks, starting the car with the push of a button.
“You want the name of my person on the inside? Trust me, it’s no one you know.”
“I have a man on the inside too, but I still want to know who I can trust. Because I never got the exact date. I want to know everything.”
Dean appears to be a man who enjoys being in charge.
He likes the power.
He craves control.
I’m the same. I like to be the one calling the shots. I’m used to it.
It’s been me against the world for so long that I’ve never been able to trust anyone. In fact, having to depend on Dean is killing me. “I usually work better alone.”
“Well, we have a deal. Or did you forget already?”
I purse my lips, thinking. We do have a deal, and if I can trust him long enough, I may just be able to get what I want too. To murder Bishop.
“You’re right. We do have a deal.” Or I can try to leave again tonight. Get another flight. Ask the Englishman with the red hat if I can charter off the island. I decide to bide my time. “Rosa.”
Dean rubs his jaw as he drives us back to his mansion. “Rosa, who is that?”
“She’s the only person in this world I trust, or so I thought.” I shake my head. “She is the one who told me about Bishop.”
“How does she know him?”
I shrug. “She works for him.” I don’t go into exactly how she works for him.
We make it back to his place in no time at all. He wasn’t very chatty after I gave him the name Rosa, which means he’s got no plan yet. But it’s ok, because I don’t have a plan either.