Page 111 of Betrayed

Her arms ached at being stuck in the same position for so long. She could use a chance to fully rotate her arms.

He jerked her to standing. “Now, we can’t have you screaming or concerning any of the neighbors with something that is none of their business.” He pushed her face first into the opposite wall and put a gag in her mouth, tying it behind her head. He then picked up a hoodie, wrapped it around her shoulders, tugged the hood onto her head, and zipped the front up over her bound arms.

So much for getting away.

He tucked the sleeves into the hoodie’s pockets so it looked like she was strolling along. Getting really close to her ear, he said, “If you try anything, I won’t just kill Logan, I will make you watch as I torture him before the final blow. Do you understand?”

She nodded, willing her nauseated stomach to keep its bile to itself. As much as she didn’t want to go down without a fight, she didn’t want Miles to lay a single finger on Logan. What should she do?

Logan would want her to fight. He wouldn’t care about the risk to himself.

But when? Where? How?

With her mouth gagged and hands bound, she wasn’t going to be able to get away easily. But she needed to think of something now before they left town. She had no idea where he was taking her.

He kept a tight grip on her arm as he led her through the dark house, out the back door, down the alley, and to a waiting car. A different one than he’d had her in earlier today.

He was entirely too thorough in covering his tracks. How was Logan ever going to find her?

She squirmed against Miles’s grasp, but he held her tighter. Shoving her in the front seat, he reached in and buckled the seatbelt, locking it in place.

As he went around, she started working the zipper of the hoodie down. She had to get that free. She had to get loose. She had to get away.