Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
“Should we go home?” Monroe asked. “What if they follow us there? We were doing what they wanted. I just don’t understand.”
Dotty sighed and sat on one of the chairs. “I don’t get it either. Who are these people? Why are they after us?”
There was a loud voice on the other side of the door, and it suddenly opened. Ink walked in, his face tired. Behind him were Cash and Ralen, both of them looking irritated. Butch followed up in the rear, looking angry.
But he always seemed to look that way.
Addie immediately stood and took several steps toward Cash before she brought herself up short. She couldn’t just go running to him and expect him to take care of her.
He wasn’t hers.
To her shock, though, his gaze zeroed in on her as he strode forward. He ran his gaze over her, as though checking her for injury.
“Addie, are you all right? Did anyone touch you, hurt you?”
She shook her head. Her throat was burning, and there was no chance of her talking right now. Monroe had given her some painkillers, but they’d barely taken the edge off.
“She’s completely lost her voice,” Monroe said. “The police kept asking us all these questions, and Addie was trying to answer them, since she was the one that first saw the men coming towards us, but it’s ruined her voice.”
He frowned, and for a moment, she thought he was going to start scolding her, and she just couldn’t take it. There was no way she could take anyone telling her anything bad right now.
But his face seemed to soften as if he realized she was close to the edge.
“Sorry we took so long to get to you,” Cash told her. “Security wouldn’t let us through until Ink got here.”
“This is all ridiculous,” Dotty said. “All they need to do is escort us onto the plane, and then we’ll be fine.”
Ralen shot her an incredulous look. “You really think you’re going to be fine? What if they come after you in Las Vegas?”
“Why would they?” Dotty asked. “We’re leaving like they want.”
“But why would they come after you now?” Ralen said to her. “You were leaving, so why did they come after you at the airport? And why were their several men? If it was just Vextar who left that message for you guys, then who are all these other men?”
Dotty gave Ralen an uncertain look. “I don’t know.”
“What it means is that you’re probably not safe going home on your own,” Ink said. “I think the three of you need to come with us and let us keep you safe, like we originally wanted to do. I have a safe house set up for you all.”
Dotty shook her head. “I have to get home. I have work to do. I can’t just hole up in some safe house for God knows how long.”
“You can if it’s going to keep you safe,” Butch said, looking tense and angry.
“I can’t imagine how much a safe house costs,” Dotty said.
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Ink said. “We’re invested in this now.”
But she knew her sister, and she wouldn’t want to be indebted to anybody.
Dotty sighed. “Well, I don’t think we need it.”
“Someone just chased you through the airport and into the women’s toilets,” Ralen pointed out. “Why would you think you don’t need it?”
Dotty glanced at Monroe then at Addie.
“Let us keep you all safe,” Ink said.
“Fine,” Dotty said. “We’ll go to the safe house for a few days, just until we can figure out what is going on, but I’m not staying there any longer than that.”
“And your sisters?” Cash asked. “What about them? Are you just going to play Russian Roulette with their safety as well?”
Addie immediately moved up to Dotty’s side, while Monroe took her other side, backing her like always.
“Everything we do, we do together,” Dotty said to him. “And don’t question my loyalty to my sisters. I will do whatever it takes to keep them safe.”
Ink’s phone rang, and he stepped out to take the call with a frown.
“We still don’t know who these people are and why they’re threatening you, or why they would come after you when you’re obviously leaving town,” Ralen said. “It might take more than a few days to sort this all out.”
Butch grunted as though in agreement. Which was odd, since he and Ralen never agreed about anything.
“That’s all I can give this,” Dotty replied. “I need to get back to Las Vegas.”
Ink walked back into the room, his gaze immediately going to Monroe. “Brody thinks he’s worked out why they came after you. It’s because of your social media post.”
Monroe frowned. “What do you mean?”
“Photos that you loaded up onto social media,” Ink said. “The ones of you and Vextar that night.”
Her eyes widened. “I didn’t post any photos.”