Her body was frozen in place as she uttered, “James? What? How? Why?”
James came to a stop inches from the woman, and with a cold, hard voice, he asked, “Where’s Mia?”
Sophie swallowed hard as her body shook in uncontrolled cowardice. With shaky hand, she pointed toward the other door. “There…”
With eyes still dark and sharp, he said, “Cole will deal with you.” With that, he headed toward the door, Matt and Andy following after him.
Scott came toward Sophie. “So you’re the bitch who helped that sick bastard Herbert kidnap my future sister-in-law, eh?”
Sophie turned to him, her eyes wide and teary. “Future sister-in-law?”
Scott folded his arms across his massive chest as he chuckled. “Hmm.” He moved his face toward her and whispered softly and seductively into her ear, “And you, sweetheart, will suffer the consequences.”
He was smiling, his eyes twinkling, as he moved back while he watched Sophie’s face turn pale with fright.
It was then Cole and his partner came in, and the moment Sophie saw the two, she knew she was in deep shit.
“She’s yours, Cole,” Scott said. “James can’t be bothered getting his hands dirty with the likes of her.”
Cole, with menace in his eyes, nodded. “With pleasure.”
Scott was whistling merrily as he headed toward the door James, Matt, and Andy had rushed through. Behind him, Cole dragged the crying and begging Sophie away. Her fate was undoubtedly far worse than death itself, if death indeed didn’t come soon enough.
The screaming continued to echo throughout the warehouse as James, Matt, and Andy raced up the stairs, along the corridor, and through the rooms.
Once James burst through the last door, he had his emotions under control once again because he knew this was it. He knew what he was about to see would tear at his heart, stir his wrath, and if he couldn’t control himself, all hell would break loose. He’d likely kill Herbert on the spot, and fuck, he didn’t want to do that, especially not in front of Mia. It’d give her nightmares for days to come if she saw the murderous rage in his eyes.
Week or years even.
Fuck! Just going through the kidnapping was too much for her already; he knew that. And he didn’t want to torment her any more than she had already experienced.
The moment he stepped through that busted door into the small, dark room, he saw Herbert over Mia, the fat man’s hand in the air, ready to beat her again. And the moment he saw Mia—his beloved woman sprawled on the concrete floor, naked, and her slender body covered in bruises, blood, and cuts—a cold, dark anger rose into his being.
James turned into a commanding, ruthless demon as he marched toward Herbert. In the flick of an eye, his strong hand gripped Herbert’s fat wrist, twisting it back with painful force. In another flick of an eye, he effortlessly hauled Herbert back and half shoved, half threw the man against the wall. His might was so strong and so forceful that Herbert was none the wiser as the man’s body crashed hard against the wall and fell to the floor.
Now that that piece of repulsive garbage was out of the way, James came down to his knees as his eyes never left Mia, who was staring at him in disbelief. He noted tears flowing down her cheeks as she started crying.
“Ja… James?” she whispered softly, her eyes searching him. “You’re… really… James? I’m… I’m not… imagining…?”
James took off his jacket and wrapped it around her naked body, then gently cupped her face as he nodded. “Yes, sweetheart.” He kissed her on the forehead as she sighed in relief and clung to him.
“Mia.” It was Andy’s voice. Her brother came around and kneeled on the concrete floor beside her.
Mia turned to him and said, “Andy. You came. All the way from Vegas.”
“Of course I came,” he said, his eyes on her face, noting the bruises. “What the hell did he do to you?” he asked, his voice still shaking.
Mia looked as though she didn’t know what to tell him. Andy, on the other hand, looked as though he was about to burst in rage.
Matt noticed and came to pull Andy up as he said, “We need to get Mia out of here.”
Andy nodded, his eyes flicking to Herbert currently trying to get up from the floor. Suddenly, he marched toward the man.
“Oi! Andy!” Matt snapped.
Andy, however, wasn’t listening. He came to stand in front of Herbert and demanded, “What the fuck did you do to my sister?”
Herbert managed to clear his head of the surprise attack and raised his head. When he saw Andy, his eyes widened, though no one was sure what his expression meant. Shocked surprise?