Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
He took a moment to consider everything I said, then finally said, “She’s upstairs. I think I can get us up there without being seen, but we’re gonna have to be careful. If anyone sees us together, we’re both dead.”
“Understood.”
Matteo gave me a slight nod, then stepped out of the bushes. He scanned the premises making sure we were alone, then he took hold of my arm and tugged me forward, guiding me down a small dirt path. Matteo stopped several times along the way, making sure that we were in the clear as we made our way through the wooded area in front of Antonio’s house.
When we reached the clearing, Matteo positioned me at his side and used his body to shield me from the view of the security cameras. He bypassed the front of the house where several guards were congregated at the front steps and slipped around to the back. He tried to play it cool as he approached the back door, and after another quick look around, he led me inside.
I’d spent three years in that house, but it felt completely foreign to me as Matteo guided me through the kitchen and down a narrow hallway. Seconds later, we were making our way up a circular staircase. We’d only gone up a couple of steps when Matteo glanced back at me and whispered, “Is it true?”
“Is what true?”
“That you stole all his money?”
“No, of course not!” I raked my teeth over my bottom lip with a wince. “It’s all there. I just kind of moved some of it around.”
“You didn’t!”
“He killed my father and held me prisoner for years. I’d say he had it coming.”
“Oh, yeah. He definitely had it coming, but damn. You got fucking balls.” Matteo shook his head. “I’ve never seen Antonio so fucking pissed.”
“It was stupid. I should’ve just left it alone.”
When we reached the top of the staircase, Matteo held up his hand, signaling me to stop. I did as he ordered, and seconds later, I heard Antonio’s voice coming from one of the rooms down the hall, and I no longer felt brave and full of determination. Instead, I became paralyzed with fear.
My mind took over, and I just knew something terrible was going to happen. I could still hear him talking and laughing down the hall, but in my head, he was charging toward me with fury in his eyes. He had his gun drawn and pointed at my head. He was shouting vile things at me and making horrible threats. I started panting, and it wasn’t long before I was hyperventilating.
When Matteo realized that I was on the verge of losing it, he placed his hand on my arm and mouthed the word ‘breathe’, then he inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly. He did it once more, and I followed suit. I took another deep breath and then another. Once he was confident I was okay, he motioned me to follow as he stepped over to one of the rooms across the hall.
When he opened the door, I was surprised to find that it was dark. As far as I could tell, there were no windows, and the lights were off, which made it very difficult to see as we stepped inside. The hairs stood up on the back of my neck when I heard a strange sound rake across the floor. My heart rate started to quicken as I stepped further into the room. I was beginning to think Matteo had pulled a fast one and this whole thing was a trap, and then the lights flickered on and I saw the source of the sound.
There was a large chain mounted to the floor, and at the end of it was Kiersten cowering in the corner. “Oh, my God! He has her chained to the floor!”
“He wanted to make sure she didn’t get away.”
“Everleigh?” The bright lights had Kiersten squinting as she asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I came for you. We’re going to get you out of here.” I rushed over to her and examined the metal cuffs that bound her wrists. “We have to find a way to get these off.”
“I’ve got a key.”
Matteo reached into his pocket and pulled out the key. He was about to give it to me when a noise drew all of our attention to the hall. Panic filled Matteo’s eyes as he whispered, “Someone’s coming.”
“What do we do?”
“Stay here.” He placed the key in my hand, then ordered, “Don’t come out of this room until I come for you. You got it?”
“Yeah, we’ll wait right here.”
He nodded, then he eased the door open and peered out into the hall. Without saying a word, he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him. Kiersten and I sat there frozen, waiting anxiously to see if we heard anything, but there was only silence. After several moments, Kiersten looked back at me and asked, “How did you know I was here?”