Page 4 of The Devil Can Be Kind

She snorted and looked in the direction she had nodded trying to locate the man.

“He was over there but now I don’t see him...” She shook her head, giving up. “And no, the drink isn’t spiked, I just made it.”

“Well thanks, I appreciate it.” She nodded and left, turning to serve the man next to me.

I picked up my cocktail and elbowed my way back to April and Louie, who were still dancing…or rathergropingeach other.

“Did either of you order this for me?” I shouted at them over the music. They both shook their heads ‘no’.

I frowned.

“Someone else you know must be here; isn’t that your favorite?” April shouted back over the music.

I looked around the room thinking perhaps one of my security guards had decided to enter the club despite my specific instructions to stay out, but to my confusion, I didn’t see any of the familiar hulking men. Deciding it was probably a fluke, I gulped down my cocktail and started dancing alongside April. Louie looked just about ready to piss himself with the attention of two females on him, and I couldn’t help but laugh at his ridiculous face as we enjoyed the music.

At some point a while later, we decided to head back to the balcony, and as we reached it, I felt my phone start buzzing in my clutch.

I fished it out and glanced at it as I continued up the stairs: ‘No Caller ID’.

I didn’t bother answering, stowing the phone away again as I re-joined the group. They had begun playing a risqué game of truth or dare, and I motioned to join in.

I sighed when my purse began buzzing again, but I ignored it… until I couldn’t anymore. Whoever was calling me was doing itconstantly.

Irritated, I pulled my phone back out and slammed my finger against the green button.

“Hello?”

I couldn’t hear much over the thudding of the speakers, but I knew whoever was on the other side wasn’t speaking. Bored with whoever was spamming my phone, I hung up and took another sip of my cocktail.

Within two seconds, the screen lit up again with ‘No Caller ID’.

Right—now I’m annoyed.

“Someone is trying to call me. I’ll be right back,” I shouted to April, who nodded and waved as I left.

I quickly headed back down to the main floor, and followed the signs to the smoking area located at the back of the club. By the time I pushed open the door and stepped out into the cool evening air, my phone had logged eight new missed calls. I ground my teeth in frustration and headed away from the thundering music.

“Who is this?” I demanded as the buzzing began again.

Instead of getting a response the line immediately went dead.

What the hell?

I stared at the blank screen stupidly, expecting them to call back.

They didn’t. The phone remained silent.

“Unbelievable. I bet it’s that damn security team…” I started mumbling.

I turned to head back toward the door, but the moment I did my body slammed against something hard, and I immediately felt hands pinning my arms harshly to my sides.

I opened my mouth to scream…

But the world had turned utterly and completely black.

The next thing I knew,my head was throbbing like hell and my mouth was as dry as sandpaper. I squeezed my eyes closed tightly, trying to block out the blinding sunlight, desperate to fall back asleep. I was exhausted and my body ached like I’d been laying awkwardly for?—

Wait, sunlight?

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