CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
“You need to answer the phone,” Layla said, sick of the sound of it ringing. They had been restrained for over an hour and Ashcroft wasn’t making any further moves.
“Once your brother arrives, we will.”
“My brother isn’t coming,” Layla said.
“He’s coming,” Ashcroft said, full of confidence.
The canapés meant for the engagement party were being consumed by Ashcroft and his men. The prepped food would last them for a week. Lyssa and Suzette had had their mouths taped, one for trying to analyze the governor and the other for being too annoying. The only person Ashcroft seemed interested in was her. He dismissed the others but was open to discussion with her.
“I can get his phone number,” Layla said. “Let me phone a mutual friend, he’ll be able to give me it.”
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