to let her help then maybe he’d let her go.
“Look, Kitty, if I don’t do this my way then I’m not going to be able to protect you, and I have to see this through or my brother is going to rot in jail.”
“Caleb—”
The sound of a vehicle approaching made him quickly stand and pull his ski mask on over his face.
“Damn it, they’re early.” He growled.
“Please, Caleb—”
“Don’t use my name in front of them. Just sit there and don’t say a damn word, okay?” he ordered. She heard a hint of fear in his voice.
“But…” She fell silent with the glare he gave her. She heard the door open and her heart raced.
“She’s in the kitchen. You might want your masks on,” Caleb said.
“It’s too late for those.” Gregory said from behind her in the doorway, and she whipped her head around to see him and Anthony Henderson.
Gregory looked at her. The deep purple bite mark on his bottom lip was very noticeable. Kitty’s heart raced as his gaze trailed over her.
“What a waste,” he mumbled, tossing a set of keys on the table before walking over to the fridge and taking out a beer.
“You bastard.” She seethed, and Caleb shot her a hard look.
“Katarina, you need to calm down,” Anthony said as he stepped over and put a hand on her shoulder.
Caleb’s gray eyes shone eerily for a moment, and his jaw clenched as soon as the man touched her.
“Get your hand off me,” she snapped, unsure of what was going on with Caleb.
“Your phone should be ringing any moment,” Gregory said.
“Why?”
“He’s on his way to the bar now.”
“Good,” Caleb said and moved back to the table and grabbed his cell phone.
“You just need to hold up your end of the bargain,” Gregory said as he looked at her.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Are you sure you can do it?” Her heart leapt into her throat.
Caleb glared at him and was about to say something, but his phone rang. His face became a little less tense as he talked to whoever was on the other end and then he looked at Kitty as he hung up.
“All right, let’s do this.”
“I want to be alone with her for a bit first,” Gregory said and moved toward her.
“Please no!” She looked right at Caleb, but his eyes told her nothing.
“Why?” Henderson asked.
“That’s none of your concern. Give me a half hour, then we can do this,” Gregory said as his finger traced over her trembling bottom lip.
“Trites, that’s the stupidest idea you’ve had so far,” Caleb said with a grunt.
“Look, I’m the one in charge of this, and I want to be alone with her first. So why don’t you go watch TV or something,” he said. Anthony walked toward the living room, looking a bit shocked.
Kitty was going to have a panic attack. Caleb said he wouldn’t let Gregory hurt her, that he’d protect her. Now as Gregory stood a few steps away from her, Caleb said nothing, did nothing, and her tears rolled down her cheeks.
“We don’t have time for you to get your dick wet, Trites.” Caleb snarled.
“Look if I want to fu—”
“They would find your DNA on her body, idiot,” Caleb said.
“They have to find her body first, and I’d think you’d make sure there isn’t much to find after you kill her.” Gregory grinned as he said it.
She stared wild-eyed at Caleb. He’d kill her, not Gregory, and by the way they talked, it was already all planned out. He wasn’t going to protect her, save her or make sure they didn’t hurt her, because he was the one who would be pulling the trigger.
“If you really want to risk getting caught and losing all that money, be my guest and take her for a ride. But if you ask me, that kind of money would buy a lot of women,” Caleb said. She felt sick.
Gregory didn’t move, didn’t say anything. He just stared at Caleb long and hard, seeming to be absorbing the other man’s words.
“Well, what’s it going to be? I need to do this soon?” Caleb demanded.
“All right, just do it and hurry up,”
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