Jace groaned. Cursed some more. Then, he had to silently admit that she was right. No way could she live with herself if she didn’t do everything humanly possible to get back Brandon.
“I need to call my bank,” she muttered, stepping to the side.
“Already taken care of,” Ruby volunteered. “If you’re sure you want to transfer the money, just nod and it’s done.”
Without hesitation, Kit nodded.
“All right. Then, once Brandon is safe, I’ll try to reroute the money so that you get it back. By the way, the account numbers Brandon gave you are for an offshore account,” Ruby explained as she typed away on her keyboard. “Which should surprise exactly no one. The techs will dig, but it’s doubtful that we’ll unravel who owns it.” She paused. “Done. Transfer is successful.”
Kit gathered her breath and faced him. “I’m sorry,” she repeated.
Jace groaned, went to her, and despite Ruby being right there, he pulled Kit into his arms. She wasn’t crying, but he thought she was having a fierce battle with the threatening tears.
“If Brandon was kidnapped because I’m testifying against Marvin, then Deanna was right about this all being my fault,” Kit muttered. “And, yes, I know that’s skewed logic since I in no way wanted this to happen. But I need to get Brandon safely back.”
Yeah, Jace understood that. However, he knew this was not going to be easy. Because in his gut, he didn’t think this was about her testifying. Not directly anyway. He believed it was about Trevor getting that million dollars. And if that was it, then Brandon wasn’t in danger at all.
Kit was.
Her phone rang again, the sound shooting through the room and causing her to let out a little gasp. She lifted her phone, and he saw Unknown Caller on the screen.
It was showtime.
“Answer on speaker,” Ruby reminded her.
Kit did exactly that, and he immediately heard Brandon’s voice. “The money came through,” he said. There was a mix of emotions in his voice. Relief, fear, and some hesitation. “You can come and get me now. I’m to tell you that once you get here, I’ll step out of the vehicle. After I’ve started walking toward you, then you’re to transfer the rest of the payment. He said he’ll kill me if you don’t do exactly as he says.”
“All right,” Kit said, though her voice was strained. Heck everything about her was. “Where do I go to get you?”
Jace heard more of the murmurings in the background. “I’m to tell you to come now or the deal is off.”
She swallowed hard. “I can come now. Where?”
“I’m close,” Brandon said. “I’m near the security gate of Jace’s property.”
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Chapter Eleven
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Kit didn’t get a chance to say anything else to Brandon because the call ended, and she looked at Jace, already knowing what she was going to see on his face.
An argument.
He wouldn’t want her to go to the ransom drop. She totally understood that. She didn’t want to go, but she couldn’t see another way around that.
“How safe can you make this?” Kit asked, and she watched some of the fight drain from his expression.
Oh, the arguments were still there. Mercy, were they, but she could see him already moving on to accept that there was no way around this. She had to get to his gate. Had to transfer the rest of the money and then hopefully get Brandon away from the kidnapper.
Even if that kidnapper was someone that Brandon’s own father had hired.
“Your SUV is bullet resistant,” Ruby pointed out.
With her mind whirling, Kit had actually forgotten that Jace’s boss was still on the monitor.
“That includes the doors and the windows,” Ruby went on.