Page 101 of Unravelling The Hitman: A BWWM Romance

I took one hand off the wheel and glanced at my phone. The device was propped up on the dashboard. A map blared from the screen and a tiny dot blinked in the middle.

I was nearing Rhia’s location.

Tapping my Bluetooth earpiece, I called Rasheed.

“Boss?”

“How’s Reid?”

“He was confused and crying at first. He wanted to know where you were.”

My heart pinched. “Tell him I’ll be back in time to tuck him in.”

“I will. He’s calm now. Playing with his toys.”

“Keep him safe, Rasheed.” Rhia’s cell phone signal led me here, but I didn’t know what was real and what was a trick. If she had more people working for her, they might target my son.

“We’re locked down here. No one’s getting in or out.”

“Good. Stay away from the windows. Snipers won’t be able to get a proper vantage, but I would prefer not to take chances.”

“We’ll be fine.”

The GPS beeped.

“Rasheed, I need to go.”

“Boss.”

I paused. “What?”

“Don’t die. I can’t run the shop alone.”

My lips twitched. “See you soon.”

Rasheed hung up.

I stuffed the phone in my pocket and tightened my grip on the steering wheel. My eyes skimmed the perimeter through the windshield. There was nothing but thick brush on this side of the highway. Wherever Rhia was, it had to be deeper in. Somewhere my car couldn’t travel.

The tires trampled grass as I rolled as closely to the embankment as I could. Grabbing my bag from the trunk, I selected the gun and set out on foot.

The sun was beginning to set and it left a trail of blazing orange in the horizon. A gentle wind upset the trees and leaves danced in the invisible current.

I stepped carefully, following the thinly carved path in the forest floor. A few minutes of walking and the thick foliage disappeared; leaving a small, damp clearing. The trees grew close together here, choking out the sunlight.

A woman stood in the dark, wearing a fancy pantsuit.

Rhia.

She was alone.

“Where’s Angel?” I called, stopping a few feet away.

“You should have joined hands with me the first time I asked, Reid. Because of your stubbornness, things had to get complicated.”

“Is it that hard to accept rejection, Rhia?”

She stepped closer to me. Her shoes crunched a dried twig. It snapped loudly in the silence. “I don’t like being threatened.”

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