Edge Of Tomorrow (Arrow's Edge MC Book 3) by Freya Barker

Edge Of Tomorrow (Arrow's Edge MC Book 3) by Freya Barker

Author:Freya Barker [Barker, Freya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FREYA BARKER
Published: 2020-09-20T23:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 16

Brick

FUCK.

I watch as three more men—two more armed with what looked like M16s hanging off their shoulders—step from the tree line. Dressed the same as guy number one, but with the distinct difference: these three have most of their faces covered with balaclavas.

That’s not good. I can deal with one guy with a gun—maybe—but four is a different ballgame. My best course of action is to find out what they are after, because one thing I’m sure, they lured me out here for a reason.

“Mr. Paver…”

The only unarmed one of the three, a guy with a raspy voice, opens my door. He seems to expect me to get out so I comply.

“What’s going on? I’m supposed to pick up a truck that ran off—”

The openhanded bitch-slap stings my cheek and my hand automatically comes up to cover it. I flex my jaw.

“We don’t play games, Mr. Paver. I strongly suggest you refrain from doing so as well. You cooperate, this will be quick and you’ll soon be on your way.”

Somehow I doubt that when I feel the cold steel of a gun pressed to the base of my neck.

“Walk,” the guy behind me orders, and I take a step.

The unarmed guy walks ahead and I do my best to go as slow as I can. Give myself time to think, because I’m not liking what I see when I look toward the end of the boat launch.

“Fucking move,” the voice growls behind me.

“I’ve got arthritis,” I lie. “My knees are bad.”

“Maybe a bullet in the kneecap will help?”

“No bullets,” the guy in front says.

Well, at least that’s something, although, I have a feeling they wouldn’t hesitate should I try to get away. There’s an air of professionalism around these guys, like this is something they do on a regular basis.

The other two guys take the cinderblocks off the mechanic’s creeper sitting at the end of the slope as we approach.

“What is it you want?” I try again.

“I have reason to believe you’re well aware, Mr. Paver. I caution you not to waste my time.” He gestures to the creeper, which I now see has ropes attached to it.

My heart sinks; unfortunately I can see where this is going. The water in the reservoir would have cooled off significantly with the November we just had. It wouldn’t take much for hypothermia to set in.

“Is this about my daughter?”

“Very good,” he says in his raspy voice, and I have to clench my fists not to react to that patronizing tone. “Like I said, we can avoid a whole lot of unpleasantness if you simply tell us what we want to hear.”

“If I knew whatever the fuck you’re looking for, I could.”

This time it’s not a bitch-slap, it’s a fist, and it hurts like a sonofabitch. I lean forward and blood drips from my nose.

I’d fucking fight to get away if there wasn’t a possibility they’d just go after Lisa next. The longer I can drag this out, the better the chance



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