back into the bank, lea一ving me alone with
the head of personnel at SIP who’s involved in kidnapping, extortion, and
very possibly other felonies. Why?
Elizabeth opens the rear passenger door and ushers me in.
“Your phone, Mrs. Grey?” she asks, watching me warily. I hand it to her, and
she tosses it into a nearby trashcan.
“That will throw the dogs off the scent,” she says smugly. Who is this woman?
Elizabeth slams my door shut and climbs into the driver’s seat. I glance
anxiously behind me as she pulls out into the traffic, going east. Sawyer is
nowhere to be seen.
“Elizabeth, you ha一ve the money. Call Jack. Tell him to let Mia go.”
“I think he wants to thank you in person.”
Shit! I glare at her stonily in the rearview mirror. She pales and an anxious
scowl mars her otherwise lovely face.
“Why are you doing this, Elizabeth? I thought you didn’t like Jack.”
She glances at me again briefly in the mirror, and I see a fleeting look of pain
in her eyes.
“Ana, we’ll get along just fine if you keep your mouth shut.”
“But you can’t do this. This is so wrong.”
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“Quiet,” she says, but I sense her unease.
“Does he ha一ve some kind of hold on you?” I ask. Her eyes shoot to mine and
she slams on the brakes, throwing me forward so hard I hit my face against
the headrest of the front seat.
“I said be quiet,” she snarls. “And I suggest you put on your seatbelt.”
And in that moment I know that he does. Something so awful that she’s
prepared to do this for him. I wonder briefly what that could be. Theft from the
company? Something from her private life? Something sexual? I shudder at
the thought. Christian said that none of Jack’s PAs would talk. Perhaps it’s
the same story with all of them. That’s why he wanted to fuck me, too. Bile
rises in my throat with revulsion at the thought.
Elizabeth heads away from downtown Seattle and up into the hills to the east.
Before long we’re driving through residential streets. I catch sight of one of
the street signs: SOUTH
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