Page 98 of The Texas Ranger: Saddled Up
The gun shifted. “Where’s the aunt?”
“She’s at church.”
He stared at her as if he was debating whether he could trust her.
“Don’t lie to me. There are consequences for lying.”
Aasia’s blood ran cold. “I’m not. You can read the note for yourself. It’s on the desk.” She jutted her chin.
Fitsgerald took a step back and searched the top of the desk. He read the note, satisfied.
Maybe not satisfied, but relieved.
“Does Bentley know you’re here?” She needed to know the truth.
“Shut up!” he barked.
“No, I won’t! I demand that you tell me why you’re here and if Bentley is part of this.”
“Aasia!” Phoebe whispered.
“I’m cleaning up his mess because he doesn’t have the balls to do it himself. I’ve spent the last five years creating a political figure in Fletcher. I will not see him miss his opportunity. If I go down to save him then I will. He is only a small piece of the plan.” He stepped over to the window and pulled back the curtain. He a step toward Aasia, waving the gun. “Where is the information from the lab?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She dared play dumb.
“I’m about done with this,” he seethed. “Where is the data?”
The rain grew louder and then hail pelted the tin roof. The wind became so strong it rattled the windows.
Aasia’s chest rose and fell. “I’ll tell you if you let my sister go.”
He snickered. “Do you not see the gun? I’m the one who makes the rules.”
“Leave her out of this.”
“I’m not leaving you,” Phoebe said. “I’ll show you where they are.”
Aasia stiffened. Phoebe didn’t have a clue what information Fitsgerald wanted. This was a dangerous game. “Stop, Phoebe.”
For one second, he almost looked amused.
Aasia’s phone vibrated from the coffee table. She wasn’t close enough to see who called.
A loud crack sounded outside followed by everything going dark.
The electric had gone out.
Aasia knew they needed to act fast.
She pulled Phoebe along as they ran for the kitchen and the back door. She heard the heavy thudding of Fitsgerald’s steps coming in their direction at a fast pace.
The lights flickered.
Oh no.
The electric was trying to come back on.
She felt a beefy hand clamp around her wrist then he twisted her arm behind her back.
