Page 70 of Hush (Fighting Fate)
Grabbing my bag off the kitchen bench, I sighed and moved to the front door. “Bye Mom!” I yelled up to her. “I’ll see you this afternoon!”
I vaguely heard her muffled reply from somewhere under her blankets and sighed again. This day was going to suck.
Closing the front door behind me, I unlocked the car and climbed inside. I’d just clicked my seatbelt in place when the passenger door flung open and a large hulking figure jumped into the passenger seat beside me.
I squealed and jumped back against the door. It took me one second to realize two things. The hulking figure was Aaron. And he was pointing a gun at me.
“Aaron?” I said weakly. “What are you doing?”
“What I need to do. Start the car.”
I stared at him, unable to get my body to move.
“Start the fucking car, Kaeli!”
I jumped at the sudden loud volume of his voice, and with a shaky hand, put the key in the ignition and started the car. Trying to get myself under control, I took a deep breath. I couldn’t show him I was scared.
“You know this is bad idea, Aaron. Mitch is going to kill you when he finds out.”
“Yeah, well he can get in line. Now, back the car out.”
Shit. He sounded crazy desperate. I looked into his eyes, trying to find something I could bargain with, but there wasn’t even a flicker of reasonability there.
“I said back the fucking car out now!” he shouted.
With my hands still shaking, I put the car in gear and slowly reversed out onto the street.
“Drive,” he gritted out through his teeth.
“Where are we going?” I asked. For some strange reason, I wanted to know. It might help me to prepare myself if I knew what I was in for.
“You’ll see when we get there, now stop talking. I can’t think straight with you jabbering away.”
I clamped my mouth shut and tightened my hands on the steering wheel. I was seriously panicking now. Aaron was unstable. That much I knew. I had no idea what he was going to do to me. I glanced at my bag by Aaron’s feet, wondering if I could get to the cell Mitch gave me. Why the hell hadn’t I put it in my pocket?!
Aaron directed me through the streets, constantly checking the mirrors and behind us as I drove, looking for who, I didn’t know. When we arrived in an old industrial estate, my heart started beating even faster. He directed me to pull into a storage facility and drive around the back.
“Park over there,” he said, pointing to a space filled with old, wrecked cars.
Doing as I was told, I pulled into a tight spot and waited to see what he was going to do next. I hadn’t turned the car off yet, hoping he might get out and I could get away, but unfortunately, he was using his brain for once.
“Turn off the ignition and give me the keys.”
Hopelessness washed over me as I did as he asked.
Opening his door, he climbed out and held his door open, motioning with his gun for me to follow him. Not seeing any other option, I climbed over the console and out the door beside him.
With the gun pressed into my back, he pushed me forward, towards the buildings.
I looked around, hoping I might see someone and get their attention, but the place looked scarily deserted. He pushed me along through the shadows, down rows and rows of lanes lined with storage sheds and warehouses. Some had machinery stacked outside the doors, some had piles of boxes and building supplies.
When we got near one of the end ones, Aaron pulled out a key and opened the door beside the roller door, then he shoved me inside.
Before he closed the door behind him and sent the room into darkness, I managed to catch a glimpse of a mattress in the corner, a chair by the wall, and a pile of rope on the floor.
Fuck.
Chapter 46
