Chapter 63


    I want Iacopo to save me. We still have to talk, but I need him more than ever.


    Chapter Twenty-Four


    Car Window


    Kelly


    I hear shouting. Then someone’s bursting in my door. It’s the woman from before, but she’s not


    pretending to be gentle this time.


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    “Come with me.”


    She takes my wrist in her hand and drags me forward.


    “Where are we going?”


    She doesn’t answer me. I can hear gunshots. My heart starts to freak out.


    “Where are you taking me?”


    She is running now. I’m stumbling behind her. We’re in a dark tunnel. Suddenly we’re next to a car.


    “Get in.”


    I don’t.’


    “Get in the car, or so help me, I will make you bleed.”


    I don’t want to get in the car. It’s the first rule of being kidnapped. Once you’re in the car, it’s game over.


    She pulls a gun out. She must have had it in a holster. I didn’t see it.


    “Get in the fucking car or I’ll kill you right now.”


    “You can’t kill me,” I protest.


    “I can maim you for life. How do you like having two kneecaps? Would you like only one of them to be


    intact? It wouldn’t kill you.”


    I get in the car. I hope Iacopo can track us.


    She drives like a crazy woman. We’re flying like a bat out of hell as we go far away from wherever they


    were holding me.


    I can see her sweating even though it’s not that hot. “You can leave me here,” I offer as we pass a park.


    “I won’t tell them anything.”


    “Shut up,” she says. She’s all alone in the car with me.


    “And don’t get any bright ideas,” she warns. “I may not have taken the time to secure you, but I’m not


    useless. Tie your wrists together. There are zip ties in the glovepartment. Do it.”


    I don’t want to tie my wrists together.


    “Now.”


    I open the glovepartment. There are zip ties in there. I put them around my wrists and pull them


    closed.


    “Good.”


    She’s driving more slowly now. I think that she has a destination in mind. I shut up and try to remember


    as much as I can about the surrounding area. Maybe I’ll be able to describe itter.


    We’re at the edge of a desert now. She drives forward. She’s visibly rxed now, but I’m getting


    scared. We’re not in the city anymore.


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