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“Oooh, did I hit a nerve?” She gasped in an exaggerated manner. “Are you a virgin?”

She screamed when he reached over and grabbed her ponytail. She scratched his arm making him let go.

“You’re a bitch.”

“Oh, definitely a virgin. Most men call women bitches or lesbians when they get turned down.”

Melbourne glanced in the mirror as he entered the Interstate.

“As soon as I get you to the warehouse, I’ll show you how much of a virgin I am. I’m getting hard just thinking of fucking you.”

“Really? I can’t tell. You must have a very little dick.”

“Shut up!”

Patsy chuckled when all she really wanted to do was throw up. Turning in the seat, she looked back but didn’t see Micah coming after them. Where was he? She was terrified of this…pig beside her but she wasn’t going to let him know it.

“You don’t need to look back there, he ain’t following.” Melbourne laughed. “He doesn’t care about you. Maybe you weren’t such a great piece of ass after all.”

She couldn’t believe Micah wasn’t following them. Then she saw it. The black Corvette whipping in and out of traffic but staying back far enough not to be made. Melbourne probably figured Micah would be after them in his Tahoe.

She shrugged. “Maybe I wasn’t…but he sure was. Damn the man is so hot. He has a body that just won’t quit. He’s really hung too, unlike you.”

She glanced at his crotch when he looked over to her.

Melbourne whipped the car off an exit and drove to a side street. She kept her eyes in the side mirror and mentally sighed when she saw the Vette following. But when Melbourne quickly drove into an alley she panicked when she saw Micah drive past. Hell! The car stopped close to a chain link fence and Melbourne threw the gear into Park then looked over to her.

“Get out,” he muttered.

Patsy took a deep breath and opened the door but stopped when he grabbed her arm.

“Don’t even think of running or I’ll blow your head off.”

“Why are you keeping me alive anyway? I know White wants me dead.”

“Of course, he does but I want to spend some time with you first. He told me I could do whatever I wanted before I killed you.” He leaned toward her.

Patsy waved her hand and grimaced.

“Anyone ever tell you your breath smells like you’ve been chewing dog shit?”

She wasn’t ready for the slap that came in response, and it made her dizzy. Taking a deep breath, she narrowed her eyes at him.

“A man who hits a woman is no man.”

“Really? Well, I’m about to show you how much I’m a man. Get the fuck over here. I think you’ll try to run, and I’d hate to kill you before I get to fuck you.”

Opening the door, Melbourne dragged her across the seat then pulled her out. She stared at the warehouse. Is this where she would die? Before she had a chance to tell Micah she loved him. Choking back a sob, she refused to let this asshole see her cry. He kept a hold of her and pulled her around the car then led her toward the warehouse. He held onto her arm as he turned a doorknob, pushed the door open then led her inside, and shoved the door closed.

Patsy glanced around and wrinkled her nose at the musty smell. Thiswaswhere she was going to die, after this jerk had his way with her. She shuddered. Why hadn’t Micah seen them pull into the alley? Both she and Melbourne spun around when the door burst open. Micah stepped in with his weapon raised.

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“FBI, freeze,” Micah yelled as he stood inside the door. His blood ran cold when Melbourne pulled Patsy in front of him to shield himself. “Iwillshoot you!”

Melbourne put the gun to her temple.Motherfucker.

Micah widened his stance then stood stock still and stared at them. His heart was beating overtime but it wasn’t from running, it was seeing Patsy being held by this son of a bitch. He kept his weapon aimed at Melbourne.

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