Hayden blinked, staring up at the man in black, surprised that she could see his face. Why wasn’t he wearing his black mask? He was attractive, perhaps only a handful of years older than she was. He kept her pinned down. His face was hard and his eyes cold, except for the faintest flicker of…regret. No, that couldn’t be right.
“You shouldn’t have come,” he said with a little shake of his head. “My contract didn’t include you. I don’t want to do this, but you’ve left me no choice.”
As she tried to digest his words, he acted fast, flipping her onto her belly. Her hands were yanked roughly behind her and the cutting feel of the zip ties bit into her flesh. Then he hauled her to her feet, guiding her inside the house with one hand on her shoulder and the other pressing the barrel of her gun
