Page 25 of Beautiful Scars: Unshakeable

He knows they're coming.

"You think they care about you?" He releases my face with a shove. "You think they can protect you like I have?"

My bandaged fingers throb as I tuck them into the sheets.

Garrett pulls out another phone, punching numbers with shaky fingers. "Get everyone ready for transport. Now." His voice cracks. "And send that nurse down here. Tell her to bring the heavy stuff."

My stomach drops. Not the drugs. Please not that. The drugs leave me trapped inside my own head with nowhere to hide.

"You're going to regret this,Princess. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for me to kill you."

He grabs my hair, yanking my head back until tears spring to my eyes. "But I won't let you die. That would be too easy." His breath is hot against my ear. "I'm going to break you so completely that you'll forget anyone else ever existed."

The door opens and the nurse enters, her face carefully blank as she prepares the needle.

"Hold her down," she tells Garrett, not meeting my eyes.

His weight pins me to the mattress. "This is what happens when you don't behave, sweetheart. When you forget who you belong to."

I want to fight, to scream, to do anything but lie here and take it. But I can't move. I'm frozen. Locked into place by the sight of the needle.

"Please," I whisper, hating how weak I sound. "Please don't."

"You did this to yourself, Princess. But don't worry—we'll have plenty of time to start over once I get you to your new home. I should've seen this coming. No more games though. No more waiting for them to find you so I can get my revenge. From here on out it’s just you and me. Somewhere special. Somewhere we’ll have all the time in the world together."

The needle slides into my vein. Fire spreads up my arm turning my limbs into lead and stealing my voice. As darkness creeps in around the edges of my vision, I cling to one thought—they know where I am now. Zane answered the phone. He heard me.

Whether I survive what comes next or not, at least they know.

They know I never stopped fighting. Never lost faith in them.

They'll know what happened to me if they're too late. They won't be left to wonder.

Garrett's voice follows me into the darkness. "Get the vans ready. We're out of here in an hour."

The Redemption

Chapter Thirteen

Levi

Standingintheparkinglot, the weight of my pistol pressing into my side, I'm trying to clear my mind and find some focus. But Sunny's voice keeps playing over and over in my head.

I'm barely hanging on.

The only thing holding me together right now is knowing that I won't be any good to her if I can't find a way to get it together. Z's hunched over his phone scrolling through street views of the warehouse district. It's so easy for him to maintain control. I don't know how he does it.

"They're moving fast," Colt says, checking his watch and adjusting his earpiece. "Prepping for transport."

The men are starting to gather around me, waiting for the final briefing before we head out. I'm pacing in a tight circle, trying some of that deep breathing shit Z's always trying to get me to try.

I think I'm immune.

"We stick to the plan. Clear the building floor by floor." I bark the words out, meeting the eyes of each of the men around me. There will be no fucking this up.

"Priority is Sunny and any other women," Zane confirms, tucking his phone away. "Garrett comes second."

"But he'll get his turn," I growl. The bastard's lived too long already.

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