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My head shook. He tightened his grip on my chin, pulling it to him so my eyes flew up.
“Talk,” he barked.
“I have no idea. Swear.” Khloe was a friend, but not close like Bri. We didn’t share secrets regularly. We didn’t tell each other what we were doing and when. We’d talk after the fact, but I was much closer to Bri and Corey.
The boss took me in, obviously trying to read my face and see if I was lying. Good thing I wasn’t. He was a scary man.
“Does Bri know?”
“No. Neither of us have any clue what’s going on.” So that was a bit of a lie, but bossman didn’t need to know that either.
“Khloe was supposed to be at that party your friend Bri was at. She was the one I wanted, but mysteriously, she didn’t show up, and this Bri did. You have anything to do with that?”
“No. I didn’t even know about it until I got a phone call from Bri telling me to come and get her.”
He released my face, put his hands behind his back, and moved away, staring down at me. This boss guy was serious, and I needed to figure out how the hell to get out of this mess.
“Right, that call from Bri. I have a feeling I need to speak to her.”
“No!” I said immediately. “She doesn’t know anything! If she did, she would have told me. There’s no need to talk to her.”
The chair tipped a bit when I tried to move, and then I steadied myself. Great, just want I needed was to fall. Chances were, these guys wouldn’t have done much to help me get up.
Bossman nodded at Danny, and the man lifted his hand. I knew it was coming before the actual hit, and my head flew to the side. Yes. I was going to take classes, even hire a personal trainer as soon as I got out.
Blood coated my teeth, and instead of spitting it out, I swallowed it down. “Nothing like some extra iron.”
The boss laughed at this, and I realized I was a smartass just as Killian had said. Great.
Danny pulled out a hunting knife, and that was when the fear threatened to take over. The huge blade could do serious damage to me that could never be repaired.
Keep it together, Ellie!
“What Khloe has is worth over two point five million dollars. Have you ever had that kind of money in your possession?”
I shook my head.
“Right. She also has something that’s priceless. No amount of money would be enough for it. A thumb drive. Do you know what a thumb drive is?”
His condescension did not go over well with me and, biting back a retort, I kept quiet but nodded. “That thumb drive is very important. I want it back.”
“I would too,” I said, not thinking once again.
“Let’s make a deal. You leave here with your body intact and bring the bracelets and thumb drive back to me in one week. If you don’t, I’ll kill Bri, Khloe, Elliot and burn that trashy ass bar down to the ground,” Boss warned.
This was a dire situation, but my bar was not trash. I purposefully redesigned it so it wasn’t. So fuck him. I kept my mouth shut and just glared. The smartass in me was raring to let my anger fly.
This was good, though. He was going to let me go. That worked for me, so I kept my mouth shut.
“Now, Danny here is going to show you what will happen if you don’t get my things back.” Boss nodded to Danny who took his fist and slammed me in the side of the head. I fell to the ground with my arms still tied behind me, my ankles taped as well.
Stars clouded my vision, and I rapidly blinked them away.
A cell rang. “Yeah,” Danny answered.
“Fuck.” A pause. “Yeah. Out. Need to motor. Killian’s crew is on their way.”
Thank you, God. The relief was short-lived because Danny took that opportunity to kick me in the ribs three times as I cried out in pain.
