Page 116 of The Devil's Deal

“This about you?” Her brows knit tight, her eyes still on the road.

“I think so, but I don’t want to wait to find out.” I grip the handle of the door, yanking it. “Stop and let me out right now.”

She only increases her speed. “Absolutely not. I’m not leaving you for some psycho. I’d never be able to live with myself.”

“Please! You don’t understand the people I’m running from.” Tears well up in my eyes. “They’ll kill you.”

She frowns as she glances at me, the battle weighing heavy in her gaze. This stranger owes me nothing. Why should she pay for my problems?

The car gets closer now, driving at a higher speed.

“No.” She shakes her head, her lips in a tight line. “I won’t do it.”

My vision dims, my head spinning. I don’t want to be the reason she’s taken from her family.

The car zooms closer as Laura peers up at the mirror again. I can see the worry on her face. Why is she doing this?

“It’s not too late!” I urge her. “Let me out!”

But before she has a chance to respond, the vehicle is beside me. I turn to stare at the passenger, and relief washes over me.

It’s Miles.

I roll down my window. “What are you doing, Miles? Tell Dominic I don’t want to see him. Go! You scared the shit out of me.”

His eyes hold mine as he continues to drive, and there’s nothing friendly within them.

They’re empty.

Cold.

He must be pissed about my pointing the gun at him. His dark blue sedan continues to keep pace with us.

“What the hell is wrong with that guy?” Laura asks, and when I turn to her, I find her eyes staring at my window, gaze widened in horror. “Look out, Chia—”

Boom.

Her words die with the scream ripping out from her or maybe from me.

There’s pain on the right side of my body from the force of our car being hit, causing the vehicle to roll over multiple times at high velocity, our screams piercing through the night until the car stops abruptly with a bang on its hood.

I tremble, my entire body shuddering.

“La-Laura? You okay?” I stammer with a cry, finding her still in her seat, groaning in pain.

There’s blood coming out from her forehead, but it doesn’t seem deep.

“It’s going to be okay. I—I’ll get us help.” My shaky hand lands on the seat belt as I press to release it, but the damn thing doesn’t budge. “Come on. Don’t do this to me. Please work.”

I press the button repeatedly, until it finally gives way and slides out.

My hand lands on the door, adrenaline filling me as I push it with all my might. Heavy pants roll out of my chest as it flies open.

Yes!I think to myself

But it’s short-lived. Rough hands grab me, and the next thing I know, I’m being dragged out roughly by my legs. I glance up to find Miles, his eyes evading mine. My head wobbles against the hard concrete as he continues to pull.

“What the hell are you doing?! You almost killed us!”

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