Reckless Abandon (Holly Barker 4)

Trini reached for his gun, but Stone grabbed his wrist, shoved it up between his shoulder blades, while Holly grabbed the gun and snapped handcuffs onto Trini’s wrist.

Holly hit him in the back of the head with the heel of her hand. “Bend over the counter, stupid, and give me your other hand.”

Stone put some pressure on the hammerlock for emphasis. “Do as the lady says.”

Reluctantly, Trini offered the other wrist, and he was now handcuffed.

Holly stuck her gun in her bag and went over him thoroughly—front, back, and crotch.

“Hey, you want to eat that, baby?” Trini smirked as she felt him up.

“Don’t worry,” she replied, “there’ll be a lot of guys who’ll want it where you’re going, and you’ll find yourself on the receiving end, too. You’ll end up as some big guy’s bitch.”

Trini began kicking and spitting at her, until Stone hit him in the crotch. Then he became more manageable.

“Did I mention,” Holly said, “that you’re under arrest and that you have the right to keep your mouth shut?”

“Let’s get him downstairs,” Dino said.

Two of Vito’s men materialized and hustled Trini down to the basement. Vito beckoned Dino into a corner, and the two men began to talk earnestly. Holly and Stone were left at the counter.

“I can’t believe it,” Holly said. “Just like that”—she snapped her fingers—“and it’s over.?

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But Stone was watching Dino and Vito as their conversation, though whispered, became more animated. “Maybe it’s not over yet,” he said, nodding toward the two men.

Holly watched them for a moment. “What’s going on?”

Dino turned and began walking toward them.

“I have a feeling we’re about to find out,” Stone said.

Dino looked embarrassed. “There’s a problem,” he said.

“What problem?” Holly asked.

“A problem about Trini.”

“What, do they want to put him in that grave downstairs?” Stone asked.

Dino shook his head. “No, they want him alive. They want the reward.”

“What reward?” Holly asked.

“The hundred grand the FBI is offering for Trini.”

Holly seemed to be hyperventilating.

“Hey, wait a minute, Dino,” Stone said, “we had a deal.”

Dino looked away. “Apparently, we don’t have a deal anymore.”

Holly found her voice. “Dino, you tell Vito . . .” She stopped. “Never mind, I’ll tell him myself.”

“Holly . . .” Dino made a grab for her arm, but she shook him off and walked toward Vito, who didn’t seem glad to see her coming.

Stone steered Dino away from them. “Let her try. It can’t hurt.”