Page 47 of Fury

His fist lashes out, aiming right toward me, and for the first time since I’ve been with him, I shove my arm up to block it. His closed hand slams into my forearm, and it hurts, but nothing like it would have if it hit my face.

“I said,” I growl, shoving his fist away with my arm, “you won’t be doing that to me anymore.”

The blaring alarm sounds out, echoing through the night. He didn’t disarm it, and because the door is open, the shrill sounds fill the air. Cursing, and no doubt not wanting to pay a fee if they come out for no reason, Ethan turns to shut it off before it alerts the authorities. This is our chance. Acacia leans down and helps me up and over the fence before hauling herself over, too.

On the other side, Bonnie stands, her phone in her hand, looking like she was just about to make a call.

“Are you okay?” she whispers, rushing over when we both land on the ground.

“Yeah, we’re okay,” I groan. “Are the guys still here?”

“They took the safe to the truck. We should go.”

She’s right.

We need to get the hell out of here.

Right now.

“CRACK IT,” WESTERN orders, and the guys blow the safe.

I don’t want to know how they’ve got the material to blow the lock, but they do. A loud popping sound, some smoke, and then the door swings open. Just like that. It’s rather alarming how easily they managed to do that. Nervous anticipation washes over me as the smoke clears and the safe comes into view. Walking over, the guys step out of the way, letting me look first.

Stopping in front of the safe, I stretch my fingers out before closing them again. Taking a deep, nervous breath, I exhale and then reach in. Whatever is in here, I want to know. I’m praying the one thing I’m looking for is in this safe. If it is, we might just have enough to get Ethan right where we want him.

The first few items I pull out are large sums of cash. At least fifty thousand dollars. Eyes widening, I stare down at it as bundle after bundle comes out of the safe. Ethan has been stashing money. Why? What is it he was planning on doing? Was he going to get rid of me and leave? Or was he hiding this for another reason? He earns good money, and I don’t touch a cent of it, so why is he hiding it?

“Fuck me,” Fury growls. “Cunt was stashin’ some cash. That’s a lot.”

He really doesn’t like him.

Can’t say I blame him.

Reaching in, I pull out a few more items. His passport, a few documents for his car and the house, and then a couple of USB drives. Holding one of tiny devices in my hand, I wonder if it holds what we need. If it does, then Ethan has nothing on me, and I can be free of this nightmare. If it doesn’t, then we’re back to square one. Turning, I face Bonnie who reaches out her hand and I give her the first device.

Walking over, she uses the laptop she brought in, and plugs the USB in. A moment later, she clicks on a file and then the screen lights up. I don’t move, instead, I stare at myself looking over the edge of the cliff, crying out and mumbling that I didn’t mean to. Tears burn under my eyelids as the memory of that day comes flashing back. Crossing my arms, I rub frantically and take a step back as I stare at the pitiful girl on the screen.

The moment he broke me.

“Turn it off,” I croak.

Bonnie turns it off.

I avoid everyone’s gaze as I stare down at my crossed arms, fighting back the shame and hurt.

“Hey.”

Fury’s voice cuts through the silence, and I glance up at him, biting my bottom lip to stop the tears flowing forward.

“You do not feel one single fuckin’ moment of shame for that. You did nothin’ wrong.”

I can’t answer him.

My throat is tight, and my chest is heavy.

“We have what we need, we’ll go through his phone,” Bonnie tells me. “But you’ve had a big night and you need to sleep. Go, get some rest, we will tell you if we find anything.”

I don’t have the strength to argue, nor the strength to go back to the apartment. Nodding, I turn and walk out of the garage. Fury follows me. He doesn’t say a word, but I’m very aware that he is behind me. I’m going to his room, because I don’t know any other ones, and the moment I step inside, I pause.

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