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hook the internet up via a hotspot.”
Douglas nodded. “Okay. But don’t even think about sending out a hidden cry for help. I have guys outside this compound, and they’ll come running at my signal. If I get the money, then the three of you can stay here, and we’ll leave,” he said. “For good.”
“The money’s yours,” I said. And as far as I was concerned, it was. I knew it was obscene to have that much money, but I had access to my accounts, and I didn’t spend that much, compared to the rest of my family. If it would save Jackson and Marie, Douglas could take the money and spend the rest of his life in Belize, as long as he never bothered us again.
“The front door’s locked,” Jackson said. “But the back door is open.”
“Then let’s walk,” Douglas said. “You first, soldier. I know if I keep this gun trained on your girl you’re less likely to act up. So start walking.”
Jackson nodded and walked, with Marie behind him, and then me, with Douglas behind him. I could tell the rigid set of Jackson’s shoulders that he resented having to lead this vile piece of shit right into his grandfather’s home.
Once we were inside the cabin, my pulse sped up. Douglas pointed at Marie. “You sit on the couch. Don’t move a muscle.”
Beaten down, she went directly to the couch and sat down.
“Get the computer. And both of you sit at the kitchen table. I’ll stand up,” Douglas said.
Jackson got his computer, and set up the internet connection. He then passed the computer to me, where I went to my bank’s portal, typed in my username and password and waited. “It’s going to send my phone a code. I’ll need to get that,” I said.
Douglas nodded, and Jackson went to a drawer and pulled my phone out. He handed it to me.
Right on the screen was the code to access my account, and a text from my mother. It said:
Have a lovely time with your new beau. It’s great to see you so happy!
Yeah, my mom would not be too impressed if she could see any of us right now. She’d approved of Marie’s quick courtship, so I wasn’t sure what she’d criticize other than the fact that Marie clearly didn’t vet her husband very well. It sounded like Jackson had gotten plenty of dirt on him without a lot of effort, and yes, Jackson had military connections, but so did Marie.
Oh Lord. Her father was going to flip out. As the Attorney General of the State of Alabama, this would be all over the news if it ever got leaked. He’d do everything in his power to make sure it didn’t. Her mom might even freak out more. She cared so much what other people thought, that Marie’s one day marriage was going to send her into a tailspin. But none of that mattered right now.
I was not going to risk sending an SOS text to my mother. I said the code out loud, typed it into the website, and then put my phone face down on the table.
The transaction was slow. I could feel Douglas getting impatient beside me; the tension was radiating off of him. I wasn’t sure what he expected for a multi-million dollar swap of money. Once I had everything ready, I turned the screen toward him and he typed his account numbers in.
Then we waited. After a few minutes, my phone rang. “Answer it,” Douglas said.
I didn’t recognize the number. But when I picked up, it was the bank calling to verify my transfer. I assured him that I meant to send money to my brother in law, because we were all vacationing together, and I thanked him for his vigilance.
The bank manager thanked me for our business, and then we were done. Douglas confirmed on his end that he now had ten million of my father’s dollars, and I found that I did not give a shit, other than hating that he’d go on to hurt other people in the future.
“That’s it,” Jackson said. “You’ve got your money. You can go now.”
“Well, I’m afraid it’s not going to be that easy. I have to make sure none of you come after me, so I think I’m going to give you a little something to make you sleep.” He stepped back, still holding the gun, and reached into his pocket for a syringe.
Oh fuck no. Not again. “No. You aren’t drugging us.