Page 42 of Reclaim (Deadly Hearts 3)

“Fine,” I mutter, not about to say thanks. This whole day is fucking shitshow and I just want to go home. It’s getting dark out now, I’m exhausted, hungry and a whole host of other things. “But if you are lying to me, go to Vinnie’s safehouse and see exactly what I did to him and wait for me to come and do the same to you only much, much, worse.”

“I know not to cross you,” he says, surprising me. “You might think I’m against you, but I’m not. Let the storm die down, and then let’s talk.”

I nod my head once and then leave the warehouse, satisfied that Viper is telling me the truth, but as an added precaution, Adam and Ramsey go off to search the back just to make sure.

“Sorry, but we are going to have to track down every one of those women,” I mutter.

“Of course we will,” Declan says, wrapping his arm around me. “And then you can rest, Princess, for however long you need. We’ll split up and meet back at your house when we’re done.”

“Thanks.” I give him a weary smile, before I pull myself up and slide back into the Hummer. Turning to Tiff, who is still staring blankly out of the window, I say, “I’m going to take you somewhere where you will be safe. Do you trust me?”

Her blue eyes search mine as she turns to face me. “Yeah,” she whispers and then goes back to staring out of the window.

When Adam and Ramsey return with the news that they didn’t find any women, nor any record of them being sold, I sit back and pull my phone out to divvy up who goes where. But first things first, Adam and I need to see Tiff safe, so I tell him where to go and then I close my eyes, trying to regroup in the short time we have before I need to get back to business.

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