Page 131 of The Obsession

“He won’t come for you. Not in time. And by the time he finds what’s left... you’ll wish I’d killed you myself.”

She steps back.

The man shoves me into the sedan. I hit the seat hard, the breath knocked from my lungs, and before I can right myself, the door slams shut.

Two men flank me. The guard on my right presses a gun to my ribs, cold metal through my sweater. A warning.

Through the window, I see Gabriella. She lights a fresh cigarette, takes a long drag, and watches the car pull away. The satisfaction on her face is the last thing I see before the sedan turns and the ambush site disappears behind us.

Dead guards. Destroyed SUV. Blood soaking into gravel.

And me.

Alone in a car full of strangers, heading somewhere no one will find me.

My mind is already working. The sedan turned left from the ambush site. Deeper into the hills, away from the coast. Two men. Two guns. Doors locked. The windows aren’t bulletproof, I can tell by the glass. Not enough. But something.

The guard on my left lifts his gun. Pain explodes across the back of my skull, white-hot and blinding.

Everything goes black.