Nick had tossed me into the car and driven away.

I’m angry at myself for playing into Nick’s hands, but I’m not going to believe that Nick won. I won’t let him.

Knox is smart and fast. He isn’t going to be taken out by Nick’s homemade bomb just like I’m not going to be taken out by Nick. I have too much to live for, and I know if anything happens to me, Knox is going to blame himself.

“What was Blake’s plan? He was going to sell you, right? Not me. I’m going to keep you to myself. At least until we get to Texas.”

I don’t give him the satisfaction of answering him or even making a sound in my gag. I stare at him in the rearview mirror. I’m not going to let him get to me. And there’s no way I’m going to let him make it to Texas where my family is. I’ll stop him if it’s the last thing I do.

Knox

It seems like forever, but it actually only takes me six minutes to disarm the bomb. The young girl is freaking out, and I leave her to Dylan to deal with just as Bear and his team storm the room. All their guns are drawn, and I know they are ready since they came in without knowing what they’re walking into.

“He had a bomb strapped to the girl’s chest. He has Karina,” I tell Bear and watch as the man’s face transforms in front of me. He’s mad. I know he is, and it’s easy to see that already my team is going to treat her as if she’s family. In such a short amount of time, she’s already in my heart, and I can’t lose her. I just can’t.

Guilt, rage, all the emotions are fighting inside me, but I have to tamp them down. I have to keep it together because the most important thing right now is to find Karina and then never let her leave my side again.

We’re all standing outside waiting for intel, but the longer I wait, the more pissed off I become. “I’m calling Nash.”

I step away from the group of men and call our commander. I know he’s being kept in the loop and knows what’s going on, but I’m calling him for some support.

“Knox.”

“Hey Nash, I need a favor.”

“Anything,” he answers immediately.

“I need every resource you can give me. Nick has Karina. I need access to satellite footage.”

“Give me five minutes. I’ll make it happen.”

“Thanks,” I tell him and hang up.

In very little time at all, I’ll have Karina’s exact location, and then God help Nick, because nothing is going to stop me from ending him now. Nothing.

I’m coming, Karina. Just hold on.

Karina

Nick pulls the car into an abandoned junkyard. I try to find anything that is going to tell me where I’m at, but there’s not a sign, billboard, or anything in sight.

He stops next to another car and pulls me from the back seat. I fight him, jerking and weaving, causing him to lose his grip on me, and he drops me on the ground. I kick my tethered legs out, striking him. There is broken debris on the ground, and my hands are getting all cut up under me as I inch backwards, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

My fingers wrap around a piece of metal with a sharp edge, and I keep a hold of it, hoping I can use it.

Nick is grunting, breathless, but he picks me up and hefts me into the trunk of the car and slams the lid shut. I nearly drop the tool but manage to hang on to it.

With limited mobility, I have to use just the range of my fingers moving back and forth with the sharp edge against my bindings. Luckily, he tied me with duct tape and not rope. If I keep trying, I might be able to free my wrists.

The car jerks, and the metal cuts into my skin. I ignore the hot, sticky rush of liquid over my fingers and keep working.

I don’t know how much time goes by. It feels like hours but it could merely be minutes. It was dark in the trunk, but somehow it became even darker. Then it feels like we’re moving, but it doesn’t feel like the engine in the car is running anymore. Is that a train I hear? I don’t have time to figure it out. I have to get free.

Any second, Nick is going to come back and open the trunk, and I need to be ready.

I keep carving at the tape, ignoring every slice into my fingers I take.

“Don’t worry, Karina. I’ve got it all figured out,” I hear Nick saying. He’s talking loudly, almost screaming, and clearly, he isn’t worried about being overheard. This isn’t a good sign. “We’re going to be alone. Just you and me. I’m going to let you make all this up to me. Do you hear me, Karina? I’m going to enjoy making you scream and beg.”

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