Colin said nothing.
Dominic left, and I sat, my nerves jit
tering, waiting for the phone to ring in his crotch, or wherever it was. After a few minutes, I allowed myself to stop worrying. A little.
“Come on,” Alex said.
We followed her into what I assumed was a bedroom. It looked as if an extra wall and a door had been installed to make a nursery or something. “You two are in here.”
“Uh…there’s only one bed in here,” I said.
“Then you’ll be cozy. Shut the fuck up.” She walked through the door. “This stays open, by the way.”
I didn’t dare speak to Colin until I hadn’t heard anything come from Alex’s room for about ten minutes.
“Phone?” I mouthed.
“Died,” he mouthed back in a light whisper. “Battery was almost dead, but I managed to send a text and keep the line open.”
I gave him a thumbs-up. Hopefully its juice had held out long enough for Jade and Talon to trace the call.
“Take the bed,” Colin whispered. “I don’t mind the floor.”
I held a finger to my lips, urging him to be quiet. It didn’t really matter who took the bed. If we came up with a plan, we wouldn’t be here long.
Then I pointed to my left breast. I lifted my shirt and showed him the blade secured in my bra. I still didn’t know what I’d do with it.
“If the phone’s dead,” I whispered, “just tuck it somewhere. Dave will think he left it behind.”
He nodded. “When we go.”
“Plan?” I mouthed.
“Slit her throat,” he mouthed back.
Chapter Fifteen
Bryce
Roughly an hour and a half later, we drove into what appeared to be a deserted mobile home park. Trailers sat in ruins.
“They can’t possibly be in here anywhere,” Ryan said.
“You’d be surprised,” Ruby said. “In my day, I busted a lot of drug rings that were run out of places like this. They could very well be here.”
“You said it could be a setup,” Ryan said.
“It still could be. I don’t know, Ry. But this is a den for criminal activity, I can tell you that much. I feel it in my bones.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” her husband gibed her.
“It means after a decade on the force, you learn to follow your instincts.”
“No lights anywhere,” I said. “If they’re here, it’ll be like looking for a needle in a haystack. We’ll have to check each of these trailers.”
“Not necessarily,” Ruby said. “We look for other things. Tire tracks, for instance. Footprints.”
Ryan kissed her cheek. “That, right there, is why I married you.”