CHAPTER NINE
THE THREE MEN CLIMBED out of the car and then, much to his surprise, she climbed out too. He focused his attention on her, warring emotions making his pulse spike. As she straightened from the back seat and looked around, her beautiful features taut with wariness, he couldn’t help admiring her resilience.
But at the same time he was filled with rage. She was supposed to have been captured already. Should have been rotting in jail for days. His hand tightened on the steering wheel, making the hard plastic creak ominously.
Kill her!
He shook his head, trying to expel the voices there. They’d been getting more and more insistent as the pain increased. He knew what he needed to do. It had grown clearer to him with every day. Every hour.
Kill. Her.
Forcing himself to let go o
