Sinful by M. Malone & Nana Malone

Author:M. Malone & Nana Malone [Malone, M. & Malone, Nana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Malone Squared
Published: 2018-06-18T18:30:00+00:00

Gemma

“Oh, bloody hell.”

For the first time in a long time, I let myself slip into my natural accent. I’d been feigning being an American for so long that it had become the dominant one. But in times of stress, I became just another East End guttersnipe.

The damn ropes were tight. At some point a couple of hours ago, somebody had come in and moved me to a chair. I didn’t know why they hadn’t used zip ties. I at least knew how to break out of those. This rope shit was impossible. I couldn’t see what they’d done and without a visual, it would be nearly impossible to slip whatever knot they’d used.

I was more alert now. Unfortunately, that meant my mind was going a mile a minute. Going over every mistake, every piece of the plan I’d overlooked. Where had things gone wrong? The more I played it in my mind, the less sense it made. We’d been so careful. I had been so careful.

After returning from Toronto, we’d gone straight to the penthouse. Matthias and I had only gone back to the motel to get my things. It was so stupid. After all, they were only things. Why did I even leave the safety of the penthouse? Oh God, had they hurt Matthias? My whole plan was fucked. I was supposed to be out there helping civilians, saving the world, getting Father. I was supposed to walk away from this. But instead, I’d ended up right back where I’d started. And this time, there was no Matthias to look out for me, no one to protect me, no one but myself. You better figure that shit out.

Again, I tried the knot, more gently this time. I tried to determine the gauge and feel of it. This wasn’t like a pair of cuffs where I could simply break my thumb easily. These were bound tight on my wrist, giving no opportunity for movement. The way they chafed, I was pretty sure I’d have scars moving forward.

Yeah, if I lived that long… and because there was no way out, my brain kept playing the game of how did you end up here? My best guess was they’d had someone watching the penthouse. Sure, Matthias had taken hyper-evasive movements, but Father could have had someone watching me from the moment I arrived in New York, so they might have discovered the hotel I’d stayed in. It wasn’t the one they’d insisted I use. Truth be told, I didn’t make any mistake. But once again, my actions had put Matthias at risk.

Please, God, let him be okay.

The door creaked open, and I held still. I couldn’t talk as they’d gagged me when they moved me to the chair. So all I could do was pray.

“What the hell are you doing back here?”

That voice, it shouldn’t have filled me with a sense of relief, but it did. Shame, as well. Worry. And Sadness. Sabine had come to find me. The friend I was supposed to be saving was now on a mission to save me.

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