Page 5 of Ash (Dragon Riders MC 3)
Slash threw her hands up into the air as I giggled. I shook my head and turned back to the wall before I sent up as many prayers to God as I could muster. I was in here with a bunch of numbskulls. A bunch of incapable girls who didn’t know their left from their right. And to think, at one point my cousin wanted me to be part of this damn group!
Hell, no.
I would’ve never made it out alive hanging around with these idiots.
“Well, when we get out of here, I’m giving him a piece of my mind,” Slash said.
I shrugged. “Won’t matter. I’ll be long gone by then.”
“Huh?”
I sighed. “Never mind. Let’s just focus on getting out of here.”
Slash turned her attention to the other girls. “All right, since there was obviously a phone in our midst I didn’t know about, anyone got any weapons they might be hiding?”
The room stayed silent as a mouse and I could’ve sworn I heard my cousin’s heart drop to the floor.
“Anyone else got a phone?” she asked.
Again, nothing but silence.
“What about a fingernail filer? Or a cable cord? Possibly a piece of piano string?”
I furrowed my brow. “What is this, the mob? No one just carries that shit around on them.”
A girl raised her hand in my peripheral. “Uh, I do.”
Slash perked up. “You do? You’ve got something?”
I giggled, because I knew exactly what was coming.
“No, ma’am. I mean I usually carry a piano string with me,” the girl said.
Slash clicked her tongue. “And do you have some now?”
“Well, no. But—”
I barked with laughter. “My God, I hate you all.”
Slash scooted her ass across the floor until her back sat against the wall I faced. She kept stealing looks at me, as if she were waiting for me to look up. I wouldn’t, though. I wouldn't give her the time of day. I placed my forehead against my knees and closed my eyes, trying my best to keep myself calm.
“Okay, so,” Slash began.
“Please, dear God, take me now,” I murmured.
“The two windows in this room are made of bulletproof glass. Plus, they’re sealed.”
“I know. Dear heavens, I know.”
“And that doorknob is fake. The only real one that works is on the other side. So, this room was intentionally set up—”
I lifted my head. “—to keep people in here they want to capture and hold because that’s what people like this do, Slash. We’re trapped, and I’ve known that since they first tossed us in here and closed the door. There are five guys out there, none of which are the head honcho you’re thinking of because everyone out there have voices like mice, and a leader’s voice will boom. Even if he’s the wimpy-ass pussy you say he is. None of those guys walking around out there command themselves with the confidence necessary for it to be the guy you’re looking for, so please stop assuming that every time someone comes to the door, it’s him! Okay!?”
I panted for air as my cousin looked at me. Then she smiled.
“You would’ve made a great addition to this crew,” she said.
I threw my hands in the air. “I’d rather die or be stalked than endure this. Someone let me out!”
Slash clapped her hand over my mouth. “Shut up or you’ll get us all killed.”
We’re already dead.
She slowly removed her hand and I went back to staring at the wall. This situation was hopeless, and I was stuck in it with the moteliest crew of idiots I’d ever come across. How these girls managed to function on a daily basis was beyond me. I settled my forehead back against my knees and drew in a deep breath. I let it out through my mouth, let it in through my nose, and tried to relax as much as I could.
But the truth of the matter was that I had already accepted my death. I’d already accepted the fact that if these guys didn’t kill us, my ex just might. It was clear to me I wasn’t getting out of here with any money. So, beyond what Slash would eventually pay off for me, I didn’t have a dime to my name to make a run out of Hillridge Springs.
That’s what you get for dating a bad boy, Hannah.
“And I swear I’ll never date another so long as I live,” I murmured.
“What was that?” Slash asked.
“My last will and testament, Slash.”
She patted my shin. “We’re getting out of this. Don’t go planning your funeral just yet.”
“Oh, Lord. We’re stuck here forever,” I groaned.
Before footsteps lumbered down the hallway.3AshLink whispered. “All right. This is good. All good. Okay?”
I slowly looked over at Link as he talked to himself from beyond the bushes we stood behind.
“Trailer’s there, check. Doesn’t look like it’s been moved, check.”
I blinked. “Getting annoying as we go on, check.”
