“What the hell?” Tanner said once we were at a complete stop, but he should’ve held his breath.
The doors flew open. The guards jumped out, guns already drawn, and they stood point for a second. Then, they put their guns back in their holsters and leaned down.
Almost speaking in unison, they said, “Mr. Bennett, please exit the vehicle.”
Jonah and Tanner shared a look, both frowning, but they got out.
I’d started to follow Jonah when the door behind me slammed shut, then locked, and the guard facing me bent down. He nodded behind me. “Not you, ma’am.”
Ma’am? Really.
“But—”
The door behind me opened again. I turned to see Kai Bennett getting inside, taking the seat Tanner had vacated.
A guard stood outside his door, but Kai motioned to him. “I’ll be fine. Go in the front.”
The door shut.
“What’s going on?”
Kai didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to. The front doors opened. The vehicle dipped down as two men got inside, and a second later, we were moving forward again.
I twisted to look behind.
Tanner and Jonah were standing on the side of the road. One vehicle remained with them, along with four guards, but the rest were following us.
Kai sighed, taking out his phone. “Change of plans.” His dark eyes came to rest on me, and I tried not to feel the weight of them. His eyebrows dipped down momentarily before they cleared and the same impassive expression came over him.
He turned his attention to his phone. “Sit back, Riley. No matter your worries, you are fine, and you will be fine.”
This guy—I wanted to yell at him, scream at him. I wanted to rail that what he was doing wasn’t “fine” and I had plenty to “worry” about.
But I didn’t.
Because I wasn’t a complete idiot.
Then—fuck it. I guess I was. “Say that to the Hider you killed,” I spat.
I looked out the window, biting down on my tongue. I’d already messed up. I shouldn’t have said that. It was like poking a bear, or a panther. A very dangerous and deadly panther.
He was Brooke’s brother.
I tried to tell myself that, calm myself down a little bit.
Brooke’s brother. He did care for her. Or I hoped he did. He had taken her out of school because he wanted her with him, and I remembered that slight pause before he got into the SUV when I’d first seen him. He had been worried about Brooke.
He was capable of that emotion, at least.
Who was I kidding?
Why was I kidding myself? That was a better question.
His response was quiet. “I didn’t kill your Hider.”
“What?” I felt the blood draining from my face.
His eyes were still hooded, but tired. I saw the bags under them.
“We rigged it, fastened a blood bag under his hat. The gun was blank, but the force of the air was enough to puncture the bag. Your man knew ahead of time what would happen. He was to play dead or the next bullet would be real. He played dead. Your reaction sold it the best.” His lip tugged up for just a second before falling back. “Thank you for that.”
“Wha—” That made no sense. “Why would you do that?”
“As of three hours ago, we let the other Hiders go. We felt your Network needed further motivation. Your man was kept isolated like you. He’s still with us, but I’ve no doubt the others relayed that we already killed one man, and we’d have no problem killing you next.”
“Why, though? They were already looking for Brooke.” I swallowed over a knot. “Weren’t they?”
“They gave us a time and place to meet, but it was too soon. They found my sister too quickly.”
I nodded. “Because it’s not true, you mean? That’s what you’re saying.”
“Letting the other Hiders out wasn’t for your Network. It was for one person in your Network.”
For…
My mind jumped ahead.
“For Blade.” Because…
“My information tells me he’s in love with you. If the Brooke they found is fake, he’ll find the real one.” He held up his phone. “And he says he did. He sent me new coordinates for a meeting.”
Blade was in love with me?
Sadness hit me first. Not shock.
That told me everything.
Maybe I knew, in a back part of my mind. Maybe I’d known for a while and had shoved it back there so I didn’t have to deal with it.
I looked away. I couldn’t bring myself to face this man, this monster that might look like a goddamn angel, but was most definitely a murderer.