Still another part wanted to trust him—wanted to trustsomeone.
He’d kept her safe from the man trying to kill her.
But was that because he needed something from her?
As the sirens got louder, Gage turned to her. “Look, I didn’t kill Rob. But if we don’t get out of here soon, those guys are going to find us. When they do, they’re going to kill both of us this time.”
Her chill grew frostier. “Those guys? How many are there?”
“Two that I saw.”
Nia stared at him a moment.
Although she had a million questions, she didn’t voice any of them.
Not right now.
She wanted to look Gage in the eye when he answered.
Right now, she needed to let him drive.
“Stay low,” he reminded her as he exited the garage and paused at the street.
Nia crouched in her seat, and Gage tugged his hat down.
Just as the police sped past, he turned right and peeled away from the parking garage.
Where was he taking her?
She wasn’t sure she wanted to know.
“Take the battery out of your phone,” he muttered as he accelerated in the opposite direction of the cops.
“What?” She stared at him, wondering why he’d tell her that.
“Just in case someone is tracking you.”
She supposed that was a good point.
Reluctantly, she pulled out her phone and did as he asked. “What about you?”
“My phone is untraceable.”
Her eyes narrowed with thought. “How do you have an untraceable phone?”
Gage didn’t answer.
Nia remained lost in her thoughts as Gage continued to drive out of Miami, out of the suburbs, and away from any signs of life.
The lump in her throat grew larger. This was probably a bad idea.
She knew where this road led.
Gage was taking her to the Everglades, wasn’t he?
The perfect place to dump a body.
Her body?