Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 17

Chapter 16

Ashton sounded so genuine—and even a little humble that Briar couldn’t bring herself to turn him down. After a moment, she nodded. “I’ll do what i

can.”

“Thank you,” Ashton sald, clearly relieved. He gave her a small, respectful nod.

After dinner, Ashton offered to drive her home, but Briar shook her head. “I’ve got something else to do. I’m not going home yet. Let’s just say goodbye here.”

Ashton paused by his car. “It’s gonna be tough finding a cab around here this late. If you don’t mind, I can still give you a ride.”

Briar looked around and saw he was right. The place was too upscale–everyone either drove themselves or had a driver. Cabs were few and far between, and most were already taken. “Alright, thanks,” she said and walked with him to the car.

Brandon, Ashton’s bodyguard, was waiting. He opened the back door for them and greeted them with a nod. “Mr. Wade. Miss Jennings.”

Ashton motioned for Briar to get in first, then slid in after her.

Once Brandon got behind the wheel, he asked, “Should

drop Miss Jennings off first?”

Ashton glanced at Briar, and she gave Brandon an address.

Brandon didn’t ask questions. He typed it into the GPS and started driving.

Ashton didn’t ask why Briar was heading to some random neighborhood late at night, and Briar didn’t ask why Brandon was driving instead of him. But she saw it. There was something tucked into Brandon’s waistband–and from the shape, it looked a lot like a gun.

They were headed to an old apartment complex on the outskirts of the city–a far cry from the downtown lights. Briar had promised Sam she’d help him out with something there.

When they pulled

you wait a bit? I’m just meeting a

nodded. “Take

dimly lit complex, her

“Does Miss Jennings really have

the same thing. She’d only been back in the country a

saw her, it felt like

or completely

apartment complex were seniors.

were just five stories high, and

directions through the dark. When she reached building 44 and saw that most of the windows were

he let a teenage girl live in a dump like this? Sam’s being way

Chapter 16

a hot night, and by the time she climbed up to the fifth floor, her back

mold. The lights on the top floor were out. Briar used her phone

answered, and there were

time more gently. “Ellen? I’m Briar Jennings. I’m a friend of your brother’s. He asked me to check in

nervous voice came

“Didn’t he call you

just a little, and a pair of wide, anxious eyes peeked out.

spot for pretty faces. She

come in,” Ellen said, relaxing when she saw Briar was alone. She opened the door wider

decades old. The furniture was chipped and faded. There wasn’t even an air conditioner, just

said, flipping on

much.

coffee in the house–she simply

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