Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 151

Elysia was shoved into the skeleton of an unfinished high–rise by two burly men. Inside, a handful of others awaited her arrival.

Her heart raced, lodged firmly in her throat, as she realized she didn’t recognize any of them. They sized her up, their gazes predatory and amused. One of them whistled and remarked, “Man, we hit the jackpot with this one. She’s a looker. I’d pay good money to get cozy with her, no joke”

The bald man sitting on a makeshift throne of stacked crates, his eyes gleaming with malice, gestured for his cronies to rip the duct tape from her mouth.

As soon as she could speak, Elysia blurted out, “What do you want with me? Who the hell are you guys? Why did you bring me here?”

ignoring her questions as if she hadn’t spoken, the bald man leaned forward. “Listen, doll, we’re gonna ask you a few questions. Play nice, and this won’t get ugly”

Gasping for air, her eyes darting around for an escape, she asked, “What questions?”

“You got anything to do with what happened to Gage Slater?”

“Gage?” Her mind reeled, fear made her forgetful. She couldn’t place the name.

“Don’t play dumb with me, sweetheart. You’ve crossed paths with him plenty,” the bald man said, his voice low and dangerous.

After a moment to collect her thoughts, Elysia replied, “I know of him, but we’re not exactly buddies.”

is you had someone snip

can’t stand the guy, but I never ordered someone to do that.”

bald man’s forehead. “Don’t test my patience, or you’ll find we’re not so gentle.”

you the

nod, the bald man signaled his

dunked her head into a barrel filled with ice–cold water. Every cell in her body screamed in shock, and her mind buzzed on

screaming for air. The suffocating pressure mounted until her

reality, drenched and sputtering, her senses returning as she took greedy, ragged

persisted, “Gonna talk straight now? Did you have anything to do

Admitting to such

drenched her,

or we go again. Did

me! Even if you torture me to death, I won’t confess to something I didn’t do!”

burst in from the shadows. “You’re lying!” It was Oriana Sutton,

turned to her, his demeanor shifting to one

clear that they knew

at the mall, Elysia’s brows knitted in suspicion. “Did you set me up? Are these

the attacker mentioned you, said it was all ‘cause of