Chapter 94

“No,” Sonya said firmly. Her eyes had taken on a look of dementia. “Patterson’s for your everyday form of scum. Take her somewhere where she can die…slowly…and neverbe found.”

Cam’s heart was beating wildly. Her breath was shallow and forced. Was this the way it was going to end? Had her good deed turned around on her? She looked from Sonya to Palent and back. With Jack’s hand clasped tightly around her arm and his gun pressing into her back, she began to estimate how much it would take to get out of this.

“I think I know a place like that.” Weston’s grip on Cam’s arm cut off the flow of blood. “We’ll take care of her. Do you want to kiss her good-bye?”

Sonya shot Weston a look of sheer hatred, then turned and stomped away.27

“I just want you to realize that you’re not getting out of here. I’m sitting behind you with this gun pointed right at your head.” He tapped her behind the ear. She could feel the cold steel of the barrel against her neck.