“We don’t have time for this bullshit, ’Gun,” Rafe groaned.
“Well, I can’t just leave her here.” He reached behind him and pulled out his gun, shoving it into my side as he ordered, “Move your ass, or I’ll end you right here and now.”
With his gun still pressed against my spine, I started out of the apartment, and Rafe and Danny followed us down the stairs. As we got closer to the parking lot, Danny leaned over to me and said, “You should’ve stayed in the bedroom.”
“You should’ve kept your nose clean and not gotten involved with these hoodlums!” As the words left my mouth, I felt the barrel of the gun dig into my back. That should’ve been enough to make me shut up, but sadly, it wasn’t. “How exactly are you involved with them? Is it drugs? Oh, my god, Danny. Please tell me you weren’t stupid enough—”
“Delilah ...”
“And then you went and shot one of them! Seriously, Danny. What were you thinking?”
“Not exactly the best time to talk about it, Dee.”
Shotgun lead us over to a black Ford pickup, then opened the door and shoved us inside. Once he’d closed the door, he went over and helped Rafe. While he was getting him settled, I looked back over to Danny and asked, “What are they going to do to us?”
“I don’t know. You wouldn’t even be tangled up in all this if you’d just—”
“Don’t you dare try to twist this around on me. You’re the one who made the decision to get involved in all this!” I shook my head as I asked, “You do realize that you could wind up in jail, right?”
“That’s the least of my worries right now.”
“Hmph. You’re probably right.” I huffed. “How could you do this, especially after all we went through as kids? You’d think—”
“Dammit, Delilah. I already told you! This isn’t the time for this shit.”
“When is the time, Danny? After these guys put a bullet in your head?”
Shotgun was just about to close the truck door when Rafe grumbled, “I can’t take anymore, man. Can you do something to shut her up?”
“What?” My eyes widened with fear as Shotgun nodded and headed over to my side of the truck. When he opened the door, I shrieked, “I’ll stop. I won’t say another word. I swear!”
“Not buying that shit for a minute, sweetheart.”
“No, seriously. I’ll keep my mouth shut.” When he reached behind me, I gasped. “Wait! What are you doing to do?”
He pulled out a roll of silver duct tape, and as he tore off a long strip, he announced, “I’m gonna give our ears a fucking break.”
With that, he slapped the tape over my mouth and then got inside the truck. A million questions raced through my mind as I sat there bound and gagged. I had no idea where we were going as I stared out the window, praying that we’d crash or someone would see us and come to our rescue. Unfortunately, neither of those things happened. Instead, we pulled through a large metal gate with tall fencing surrounding what looked to be an old warehouse. There were guards standing at each entrance, giving me an uneasy feeling as the truck came to a stop at the front door. Rafe’s focus was on that door as he muttered, “I’m good here for a minute. Take Danny in first.”
Shotgun hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded and got out of the truck. He went over to Danny’s side and opened the door. With a quick jerk, he pulled him out and led him towards the front door. After shoving him inside, Shotgun disappeared, only to return moments later with two other men. It was dark, making it impossible to see what either of them looked like. Not that it mattered. Even when they opened the door and the light came on, none of them seemed to even notice that I was in the back. They were too busy trying to help Rafe out of the truck. As soon as they got him out, they all disappeared into the building. Several moments had passed, and I was beginning to think they’d forgotten about me, when I noticed the back door open. My heart started racing as I noticed a figure walking towards the truck. In a blink, the door opened, and the interior light flickered on, revealing the most incredibly handsome man I’d ever seen. He was tall and muscular with dark hair and fierce green eyes that seemed to pierce straight through me. I could tell by the vest he was wearing that he was one of them, so I expected him to yank me out of the truck and haul me inside like they’d done to Danny. He didn’t. Instead, he just stood there staring at me.