Chapter 290

CARSON STUMBLED OUT OF the elevator. Ben had his hand in her hair, bending her head backward.

"Unlock your door," he said.

Shit.

"My keys-they're still in my car." Carson braced her hand against the wall.

"Fucking hell." Ben shoved her face first into the doorframe.

Pain blossomed along her brow and radiated down her neck.

"Stand there. If you run, I'll shoot. If someone comes out here and you scream for help, I'll shoot them. Got it?"

Carson nodded. She could only assume that Ben would do it. The kind of people he worked with, the things he did, he probably shot people all the time. She wouldn't be his first, and he wouldn't even blink if she died.

She closed her eyes and sucked down a deep breath.

Everything shook. Her legs were weak; her knees close to giving out.

Ben pulled something out of his pocket and slid it into the lock on her door.