“Only when hell freezes over,” she growled.
“And that it would do so much earlier than you anticipate, sweetheart,” said Riley with an awful grin. “I don’t know where she has kept them, but I have an idea. She might’ve handed them over to the guy who was sheltering her in his house all this while. Jason. He’s a director. He must be keeping them.”
“So break into his house and get them. We can’t afford to let that information fall into the wrong hands.”
Riley grimaced. “That house is a fortress. He has tons of security. There is no way anyone is going in there without his permission.”
“Then we’ve got a problem,” stated Raymond.
Tania’s gaze darted to the door but there was no way she could make it. Riley stood right in her path and it looked as if he weren’t in the mood to give her an inch of space. “Let me go, please.”
“On one condition, sweetheart, hand us over the papers.”
She bit her lip. “What guarantee do I have that if I give you the papers, you would let me go?”
“You would have to trust my word,” said Riley with an awful grin
Raymond laughed. “Look, we don’t want to hurt you. Call your friend and tell him to bring the papers and take you. It’s a fair deal – your life in exchange for that information. In this situation, nothing else makes sense.”
Truer words were never spoken. She was trapped in here with these two goons. “You did it on purpose,” she accused Riley. “Raymond was never one of the good guys. He’s the mastermind behind this scheme, isn’t he? And you told me that he would help us.”
He shrugged. “I had to do something to protect my club.”
The biker’s club, Devil’s Mafia Brotherhood, to which he owed his loyalty came first in his life. “Even if that meant breaking the heart of the woman who loved you.” Her voice broke. “It’s my mistake for trusting the wrong man. How can I place my faith in you again? What if you kill me after you take the papers from Jason?”
“So Jason has them?” said Raymond
She nodded. “He’s keeping them safe for me.”
Riley snapped his fingers. “Look, sweetheart, killing you won’t serve any purpose. It might get us into greater trouble. Murder is a big thing and there is no statute of limitation on it. That means that if we kill you, we would have to look over our shoulders our entire life. So we don’t want that kind of trouble. Give us the papers and we’ll let you go. Without any evidence, you can’t do much and we’ll be safe,” said Riley, his voice calm. “Help us, and we’ll let you go. Hinder us, and we won’t have any option but to murder you and your friend. Do you want his death on your conscience?”
She gulped. His voice was so cold, so emotionless. “It was stupid of me to think that you were capable of love. You’re an animal.”
“Sticks and stones don’t hurt my bones and neither do words.” He grinned. “Now come on. Stop wasting time. What’s it going to be? Death or defeat – it’s your choice.”
“I hate you.” Her voice trembled. Raymond laughed as a tear spilled down her cheek. “I’ll forever hate you.”
“I don’t give a shit. Now tell me what I want to hear.”
“Fine. Call Jason. Tell him to come here and bring the papers.”
“Here?” said Raymond. “Why here?”
Riley shrugged. “Is there another safe place? I can’t take her to another location. What if she makes a fuss in the car? Anything could happen. It’s too risky.”
Raymond frowned. “I don’t want to keep her here for long. At night, I want you to shift her to another place.”
“I can’t find a secure location in such a short time,” argued Riley.
“We’ve got a warehouse out of town.”
“If I take her there, Charlie will get to know, and you are quite aware of how he is. He will interfere and I can’t make guarantees that things will progress as smoothly. Right now, it’s just the two of us, and we can handle things the way we want. Jason will bring the papers here, and we’ll let her go. They can cry to the police all they want but without proof, there isn’t much that they can do.”
Raymond gnashed his teeth. “Shit! I don’t like it, but fine. I don’t want to involve Charlie. He messes up things. What’s her friend’s number? I’ll call him.”
Riley glanced at Tania and repeated the number that he’d taken from Jason not long ago when he went to see her at his place. “Do you want me to talk to him?”
Raymond shook his head. “I’ll do it. You just stay here and make sure that she doesn’t escape.”
“Not a chance.” After Raymond left the room, he turned right and they heard the door of another room close. He was going to call Jason. “Your friend, Jason, will come through?”
Tania grabbed his arm. “He will. Sorry about the slap.”
He winced as he gazed into her eyes. “Went with the flow, didn’t you, sweetheart? It was a hard one. My eye is still throbbing.”
“I had to make it look convincing,” she whispered. Knowing they were safe for now, she gave him a quick kiss on his lips. “The way you said those things sent shivers down my spine. For a few seconds, I thought you were playing for real.”
“Never, sweetheart. I’m on your side and don’t you forget it for a moment.”
She gave him an encouraging smile and then walked to the couch. Tania rearranged her features so that she looked suitably upset. This was all going according to plan. Raymond believed Riley dragged her here so he could help his gang. Now, he would call Jason and that would set into motion the second part of their scheme. Things were going exactly as they predicted – and soon they would’ve enough evidence in their hands to bring this club to justice. Only then would they be able to start their life again.
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