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Nina shook her head. “I have no idea.”
“Did you have any ideas before?”
Nina laughed. “I wanted to be a professional soccer player.”
Monty grinned. “You would have been good. You were good.”
“I know. But that was not reality, and obviously now, it’s not something I’d do.”
“What is?”
Nina shrugged. She hadn’t given much thought to a future. When she was with Zeke, she wanted to imagine the possibility of one, but most of the time she couldn’t think past Gwendolyn.
And where she might be.
Monty’s phone rang before Nina could tell him any of that. He answered it in a clipped tone, and Nina stared at the water again, trying not to think about Gwendolyn and the first house.
It was useless, though. The idea that she could still be in the area ran around in Nina’s head all night. Nina dreamed of the early days with Gwendolyn and the house they lived in. She had a particularly vivid dream of Gwendolyn threatening to kill Nina.
She couldn’t sleep after that, not even with Zeke wrapped around her.
A month was a long time to go without any word from Gwendolyn. She had to be gone. Nina was mostly sure of it.
“We have to go,” Monty said, grabbing Nina’s arm.
“What? Where are we going? What’s wrong?”
“Zeke is going to meet us at his house, and I need to go to meet with the FBI.”
“Why? What happened?”
Monty stopped next to his SUV and faced her. The pain on his face broke Nina’s heart. “One of the people you identified as a known associate of Gwendolyn’s is dead.”
“What?”
“Get in the SUV.”
Nina looked around and realized how exposed they were. She scrambled into the front seat, fighting the flood of fear pressing down on her.
Monty climbed in next to her and started up the SUV. He pulled away from the Falls and drove quickly through the city.
Nina wanted to ask questions. To know who it was. To know where the body was found and what happened. To know everything. But she couldn’t bring herself to ask anything. She just sat there, silent, while Monty raced through the city and pulled into the driveway of the townhouse.
Zeke opened her door and shielded her while Monty blocked her from behind. Nina wanted to cry. She thought she was free. She thought she had a chance at being safe. But it would never happen. Not with Gwendolyn out there.
Nina was such a fool hoping Gwendolyn left the area. Maybe she did, but it didn’t matter. Gwendolyn would kill without conscience. She would sell women into slavery and allow them to be drugged and raped without a care.
No one was safe with someone like Gwendolyn free in the world.
Nina wanted to scream and cry and hunt Gwendolyn down and kill her. She wanted to know the bitch was dead. She wanted to know Monty and Zeke and the other Curvy Vigilantes were safe.
But none of them were.
The front door closed and locked, and Nina turned to face Zeke. “I need to know what happened.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” he said carefully.
“Please tell me.”
