Page 121 of Win Some Love Some
“No!” I shouted. “You are not jumping from a moving car, Nora.”
“You are so stubborn!”That was Peter’s voice.
“Call the police. Now,” I said, my voice deadly calm.
“Can’t you just come and get me?”
“Where the hell are you?”
“Just on the edge of town, past the Dumont Hotel. Nick, I promise, if I had any idea he was involved…”
Her voice trailed off. “Of course you didn’t. But you need to call the police.”
“Did you hear that, Peter? Nick wants me to call the police.”
“You’re overreacting! All we wanted to do was talk. If you’re not going to be part of this, we’ll just take you back.”
“Okay, Nick, it sounds like they’re going to take me back to the garage.”
At this point, both Liam and Wyatt were at my back listening to the conversation.
“Put me on speaker, Nora,” I said as calmly as I could, despite feeling like my heart and head were going to simultaneously explode.
“I did.”
“Listen to me, you fuck heads, you touch her, you threaten her, you make her feel unsafe for one second, there won’t be a place on this planet for either of you to hide. You’re going to turn the car around. You’re going to take her back to the garage and then she is never going to see either of your faces again. If that doesn’t happen, my first call isn’t to the town sheriff. It’s to the Feds. Am I clear?”
There was no response.
“Am. I. Clear?” I shouted in my most menacing voice.
“Yes.”
“Ouais, d’accord. Do not call the Feds.”
Oh, I was calling the Feds.
“I think they get that you mean business. Thanks, Nicky. I knew you would talk sense into them.”
“Nicky?” Liam asked me, his brow arched. Since I was in death glare mode, I shot one his way and he immediately backed off.
“You have exactly twenty-two minutes to return her, assholes,” I said. “That’s how long it will take for me to get back into town. My watch starts now.”
I hit the mute button on the phone for a second and looked at my…
My brothers.
“I have a message I would like to send to the two men who took Nora. You both up for it?”
Liam clamped a hand on my shoulder and gave Wyatt a wicked smile. “Let’s roll, my brothers.”
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Nora
“You are in so much trouble,” I told Rene.
It was funny. The idea of seeing him ever again used to cause me panic attacks. Now, looking at him in the back seat of Peter’s car, I couldn’t believe I’d ever found him attractive.
