Declan Belmont lifted the coffin lid and stared down at Elena Croft lying inside, a cold smirk twisting across his face.
"Since you're the one who started all this trouble, you'd better be prepared to be buried alive." His voice was casual, almost conversational, as if he were discussing lunch plans. "When that bastard Vance comes back, I'll throw him in here with you. Then we nail this thing shut and put you both in the ground."
Elena's face went pale. She was already injured, and the rough handling had drained what little strength she had left. Still, she refused to let the fear show in her voice. "Your people from Belmont Enterprises were the ones who crossed the line first, and now you're blaming me?"
"Ha." Declan's lip curled with undisguised arrogance. "Gareth Stanton took a likin
