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“Well, you won’t have to worry about me for much longer,” he told her, not backing down.
“Yeah? Why this time?” Addison pushed.
“Because I’m leaving this shit hole! I’m going to go to Hawaii to sit in the sun and sand and enjoy myself for fucking once!” Brady’s face was bright red at this point. He was breathing hard, and he looked as if he wanted to haul off and hit her.
Addison laughed. “And how are you going to afford that? Hawaii’s expensive, dumbass. Milk costs triple what it does here. And an apartment? At least double.”
“I have money,” he insisted.
“Yeah? Then how about giving us some to help getyourdaughter back safe and sound, since you’re so concerned? Don’t think I haven’t noticed you aren’t offering a single dime toward the ransom!”
“She’s not coming back!” he yelled. “Why would I pay to get her back when she’s already gone?!”
The words exploded into the room—and Addison instinctively took a step back as she gasped in shock.
“I-I mean…”
But it was too late. He’d said the words, and everyone heard them.
It was Blink who swiftly grabbed Brady in a chokehold from behind and leaned down to whisper in his ear. Addison was standing more than close enough to hear what the usually silent SEAL said to her ex.
“We knew you had more intel than you were sharing. You’re surrounded by men who know ten ways to kill and hide a body that’ll never be found. Time to start talking, Vogel. Unless you want to spend hours being tortured for the information. Because right now? Each and every one of us would love to take a turn.”
Addison held her breath.
It felt as if theentire roomheld a collective breath.
Brady flicked his gaze around the space frantically, as if looking for some sort of escape. But there was none.
With his left hand, Blink reached into his pocket and took out a KA-BAR knife. The folding one all the SEALs carried with them at all times. He expertly flicked it open but instead of holding it to Brady’s neck, as Addison might’ve expected, he reached between the man’s legs and pressed the tip against his dick.
“I spent plenty of time being tortured in an Iranian prison. If you think I don’t know what I’m doing…think again.”
“Okay okay! Don’t cut my dick off! I’ll tell you where they are! But it doesn’t matter. It’s too late!”
Addison’s blood ran cold. She’d done it. She’d egged on Brady enough to break him. But hearing that it was too late? That almost brokeher.
Ricky’s arm went around her waist, holding her up as he backed farther away from Brady and Blink.
“Get the women out of here,” Kevlar ordered as the men closed ranks on Brady. The table was moved to the living room, and a chair was placed in the middle of the tiled dining room floor.
Addison was aware of people moving around her, but she couldn’t take her eyes off her ex. He was going to tell them where Ellory and Yana were. What he’d done with them. She was elated and terrified at the same time.
“Come on, Addison, come with us into your room,” Julie Hurt said quietly.
“No, she stays,” Ricky said, tightening his arm around her.
Addison sagged into him. She was more thankful than she could say that he wasn’t going to make her leave. She didn’t really want to stay to see Brady tortured, but no way was she going anywhere until she had the information on her babies.
Brady was sitting on the chair now, slumped over, surrounded by big bad Navy SEALs.
“Talk, Vogel,” Safe ordered.
And he did. Without prompting, he spilled his guts. Explained everything.
When he was done telling them what he’d done, how he’dsoldEllory’s body parts and arranged for her to be shipped overseas alive, to a buyer who wanted the organs as fresh as possible, Addison wanted to vomit.
And when he admitted to hiring someone to make the ransom call, because he wanted to throw suspicion off of himself by acting like a worried father—and because he wanted to double his money—Addison wanted to kill the bastard herself.
