“I . . . think so. I mean, yes. I’m ready.”
“Follow my lead. You’re going to have to trust me.”
“Okay.” Nia’s voice cracked. “I do.”
Then Gage opened the closet door.
Nia didn’t know what Gage was doing. But she really did feel as if she could trust him. So far, he’d kept her safe.
He opened the door and glanced around.
Then he pulled her back toward the window they’d entered the building through.
Smart thinking.
He led her outside. Paused on the platform. Glanced around.
Then he quietly led her to the bottom of the staircase.
Once they hit the ground, they darted from the alley and onto the street.
The gunmen’s car was still parked at the entrance of the space.
With no one inside.
They ran in the opposite direction.
Nia’s heart nearly pounded out of control as the sidewalk and buildings blurred past. All she could think about wasfinding safety.
They just needed to make it back to the hotel. She needed to recalculate. To think everything through.
To figure out who might be behind this.
She’d thought at first that maybe it was Darius or Brittany. But now Darius was seriously injured, if he was even still alive. And Brittany . . .
Nia shivered at the memory.
But Cormac truly seemed like a victim here as well.
Whoever was behind this had enough money to hire those men to come after them. And they knew about the technology business. Knew that Rob was developing an app.
So who could it be?
That was what they needed to figure out.
But, first, she and Gage needed to get out of sight.
chapter
fifty-seven
When Gageand Nia got back to the hotel, adrenaline continued to pump through them.
He and Nia had managed to do it. They’d lost those gunmen. And they’d found that information in Rob’s apartment.
Maybe they could finally move forward.
And in the process, they could save Nia’s sister.