Page 61 of Freeing Camila

She did not reply but instead, with a swift movement of her hand, she secured the door with the lock and then switched the sign to ‘closed’.

A nervous tremor ran through Cammie as she blurted, “What are you doing?”

Daniella turned from the door, her cold, dark eyes pinned on her. “What am I doing?” She took a step forward. “What am I doing?” she asked again, her voice increasing in volume. “I should be asking you that.”

Despite everything she’d been through, Cammie had to admit this was a weird situation to find herself in. “I don’t understand.”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Cammie furrowed her brow in confusion. “Okay. And where should I be?”

“Under somependejo. Your virginity worth lots of dollars, Carmela Piras.”

Fear clenched Cammie’s chest. Her stomach lurched violently as she took an involuntary step back. The use of her real name ignited a primal fear, a terror she thought she’d buried, rising like a phantom from the past, cold and sharp. A suffocating dread overwhelmed her, a familiar panic that left her breathless and trembling. “Wh-What?”

“You were to bring in lots of money.Todo está vuelto mierda.Everything is messed up,” she translated.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered, a nervous tremor running through her body and her voice cracking with fear.

“Piras settled his debt. But you escaped. Debt not settled.”

“You’re crazy.”

She laughed, the sound grating on Cammie’s already frayed nerves. From behind her back, Daniella pulled out an object. A shiny silver gun. Overwhelmed by fear, Cammie started shaking uncontrollably, a cold sweat breaking out on her skin.

“Because of you! Everythingmierdabecause of you. You are to blame. Piras now in jail. My man . . . dead. You will pay.”

“I had nothing to do with any of that. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” insisted Cammie.

“I had good thing going. Selling little girls. Making lots of money. Nighthawks and your boyfriend destroyed it.”

Nighthawks. Cammie remembered Wade talking about his friend Tin Man and the Nighthawks. Did this woman have something to do with that thing Wade got involved with in Michigan when he helped rescue Sutton? Cammie was kicking herself for not getting more information about that now.

“El Sombra respected me. Relied on me. Wantedme! Your boyfriend destroyed that too. Killed El Sombra in cold blood!”

El Sombra. An image popped into Cammie’s head of a man with eyes as dark as night. Cold. Calculating. Yet filled with pleasure as he beat her. A wave of revulsion and terror washed over her, making her shudder violently.

Wade killed him? Why didn’t he tell her? Was that the mission that had taken him away after that night in the mountains? So many questions swarmed through her, but there would be no forthcoming answers at the moment. The thought of him still hiding things from her made her feel uneasy.

But then she wondered, did it really matter? He’d obviously had his reasons for not telling her. The first being operational secrecy. She knew that term from the SEALs that had rescued her. Her friends who were married to the SEALs knew that she had been rescued by them, but didn’t know details beyond that. The mission had been classified. Therefore, Mustang and the guys couldn’t even tell their women about it. If this El Sombra person was as bad as she thought he was, she imagined he’d be wanted by authorities. It stood to reason a mission was put together to either capture him or . . . take him out.

Cammie further suspected Wade hadn’t shared the information because he wanted to protect her from the potential hurt or upset it might cause. She already had nightmares about that evil man. He probably didn’t want to bring up bad memories for her.

“You must pay,” Daniella continued. “A life for a life.”

Daniella raised the gun and pointed it at her. Cammie had no doubt the woman knew how to use the weapon. She also had no doubt she was screwed. She had nothing to defend herself with. If she tried to run into the kitchen where her own gun was stashed in her bag, Daniella would fire for sure.

There was only one thing left to do.

Curse.

“Shit.”

CHAPTER26

“You goingto go pick up Cammie?” Spark asked as he joined Jeeves in the parking lot of the Condor’s Overwatch office.

“Yup.”

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