Page 182 of Volatile Obsessions

My blood boiled.

I’d had enough of her mind games. The chick was clearly unhinged and I was not about to feed into it.

“Where are you, Liza?” I barked.

“Oh, you know, around,” she sang childishly.

“You know that’s not what I meant… Tell me where the fuck you are!”

Suki shook my arm in haste, typing something out furiously on her phone when I cut my eyes to where she sat. Turning the phone toward me, I read the message on her notepad.

CHECK HIS LOCATION!!!

My best friend was a fucking genius.

I had to refrain from taking her face in my hands and smacking a million kisses all over her.

Of course—tracking his location! Why hadn’t I thought of that?

“What do I get in exchange for our location?” Liza asked as I got to work on my phone.

“What do you want?”

“Hmmm? How about fifty-thousand pounds?”

I scoffed. “Is that all he’s worth to you? Fifty grand?”

“Oh, no—he’s worth much more. That should be enough to get us out of here, though,” she clarified, knocking me still.

“Umm, I’m not handing over fifty grand for you to leave with him. You want the money? Let him go.”

“For a business woman, you really have shit listening skills,” she jeered. “The money was in exchange for the location, not for Rome. I’m not releasing him to you or anyone else for that matter. He’s mine. You can try taking him from me but I promise you, you won’t make it out alive.”

Suki and I both rolled our eyes. Poor girl clearly thought she was invincible. Too bad she didn’t know how crazy my girl and I could be.

“We’ll see about that,” I countered.

“What’s it going to be, Lux? The clock is ticking. Am I to expect fifty thousand at some point today?”

“No—I’ll find you my damn self. Be prepared, Liza. You have no idea what you’re up against,” I warned her, grinning triumphantly as Vic’s location popped up on my screen.

“Neither do you, babe. Neither do you. Speak soon, I guess.”

Click.

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