Harley
Hours passed and I could tell that the sun had set, the light which had slipped through the cracks around the door had disappeared and the shed was plunged into darkness.
I'd spent a few hours trying to pry out the screws which held the door's hinge in place, but had only succeeded in breaking all of my nails, the tips of my fingers now raw and bleeding. But desperation held fast.
I knew that there was no way that Jay would be able to get together the amount of money that would satisfy Bandit. As for Jay working with the cops, well he didn't deny it so I guess it had to be true. It would explain why he was so desperate to get Jason out of the Rebels.
The threat of Bandit giving me to his men to do whatever they wanted with me made my stomach knot. It was something I didn't ev
