“Let me go, Kevin,” I whispered. “Do it, and I swear I’ll be with you.”
It was my Hail Mary pass, the only thing I could think of to promise him. If I left with him, if I agreed to, if he didn’t see me as a threat or a hindrance to getting away, perhaps I could buy myself a chance.
“I know you will, darling,” he said, loud enough for Tyson and Declan to hear. “No man is getting you. Remember? You’re mine. Always.”
I swallowed down the bile I felt rising in my throat and nodded. “Always. I know.”
Declan flinched and I knew he’d heard.
I didn’t care.
I was doing this for us. For me.
We reached the street just as the sounds of sirens and squealing tires surrounded us.
A door slammed and I tensed in Kevin’s hold.
I turned to Declan and, without thinking, mouthed, “I love you.”
His eyes widened and his lips parted.
“Freeze!”
It seemed as if a dozen voices shouted at once.
Kevin jerked me around and it felt as if time stopped, or we were moving in slow motion.
I heard him curse.
Felt him jerk.
And then his arm was gone from my waist and I was falling forward.
My hands smacked the warm cement just as a loud bang went off behind me.
“Trina!”
I heard Declan shout my name as my forehead slammed against the pavement.