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I gave a nod right back to her. “You’re right. It’s Harper.”

We didn’t need to hold hands going over there, but I didn’t pull away and neither did she. Either the alcohol was kicking in or I was feeling some sentimentality about Aly. I was scared about what would happen after this mission was done? A part of me was trying to reassure myself that nothing would happen to Aly and me. Our friendship was solid. Had always been strong. But…

Yeah.

I didn’t want to think about it anymore.

We eased up, seeing the two guys move around the side of a shed.

Aly started forward, but I pulled her back. Frowning.

“What is it?”

I shook my head. “I’m not sure, Harper is shorter than Justin. Those two guys were equal height.”

“Oh, yeah. I noticed that too, but thought Justin was leaning down or something.”

This was dumb. There were bikers just on the other side of Manny’s. Nothing was going to happen with Shane so close by.

I led the way, saying, “Harper? You and Justin out–”

I took two steps, rounded the shed, and woosh! It went dark. Something was shoved over my head. “Hey–” A hand covered my mouth and before I could register what was happening and sink my teeth into that hand, it was replaced. I got half of a scream out before something was shoved into my mouth, and then I felt tape going around my entire head.

I began fighting, harder once my brain caught up to me.

I could see a little through whatever had been shoved over my head, but it was so dark.

Two guys were there, and just as I tried running, two arms wrapped around me and I was lifted off my feet. I was struggling, kicking and wiggling around.

“Jesus. Shit!”

“Shut up!”

“Get their phones.”

Hands were pushing into my pocket, searching. They pulled back out, and I heard a smashing sound soon after.

I didn’t recognize either voice, but they were males and I was being carried quickly into a vehicle. I registered what it was just as I was thrown inside. They had covered up the back lights and a second later, I felt a body land next to me. Aly’s groan identified her and I tried to reach out, grabbing her hand. I couldn’t find her hand, but her head was pressed into my chest. I rolled around, able to get the covering off of my head. I kept scooting around just in time to see two other guys had jumped out from the back of a van. One guy disappeared. The other reached for the door.

I was trying to roll my way out, but he saw me coming and laughed. He shook his head before slamming the door shut.

That’s when I realized they had tied my hands together too, and behind me.

Funny. I hadn’t even noticed that part.

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KALI

They kidnapped us. I couldn’t believe I was freaking being kidnapped!

We were in the dark and I couldn’t see much inside. A seat or something was blocking from where we were and where they were, but I felt around and found Aly’s hands. I was thinking either adrenaline was going hard in my body, or the booze were kicking in because I wasn’t scared. No shock either. It was just, okay. This is the situation. Now, let’s get out of this situation.

So I was trying to do that, by pulling on Aly to roll with me to the door.

There was no one else back here. I didn’t know of a vehicle that would keep a door locked from the outside in, except cop cars but no way was this that. There were three guys in the front, and this was a big van. They had the windows rolled down in the front, which was either ingenious on their part so we couldn’t identify their voices, overhear them, or it was stupid.

I was hoping it was the stupid part because that meant they couldn’t hear us either. Or hear us rolling around.

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