OH, HELL NO by Abbi Glines
Release Date: December 29th
Taking her was a means to an end. The task was to weed out the man who had stolen millions from us. He may have succeeded, but he’d pay with his life. Hiding from us was a grave error he’d regret soon enough because once he found out that we had taken the one thing he cared for as repayment- he’d show up. When a man had a weakness, it was foolish to make a mistake like this. He would come for her, and when he did, he wouldn’t walk away unscathed, nor would the sister he adored.
This was my fault. I hadn’t seen his scheme. It was my mistake, so I had to fix it. However, it seemed the joke was on me. What I had thought would be an easy job proved more difficult than I’d imagined. I had underestimated the power of her big brown eyes, full lips, and sweet, sultry voice. Keeping my focus on torturing information from her- when what I really wanted to do was touch her, have her, own her- would not only be a painful obstacle but possibly my biggest failure.
Except she hated the sight of me.
But I couldn’t blame her.
I’d walked out of her nightmares as her own personal monster.
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Excerpt:
“Are you going to tell me where Perry is?” he replied.
“I can give you his address. Is that what you want?” He had state-of-the-art security on his apartment. They’d never get to him.
He smirked and rubbed his jaw. “I have the address to his apartment and office building. Those were the first places we went. But they are all wiped clean. No sign of him. Nothing. Not even a trace of his DNA left behind, and that is fucking impressive.”
My hand gripped the lid of the water bottle, but I didn’t turn it. I stood there frozen. What did he mean there was no trace of Perry? That wasn’t possible. He wouldn’t leave like that. Disappear.
I shook my head. “Yeah, that’s not Perry. Whoever you are looking for is not my brother. Perry-”
“Is a fucking criminal, Darlin’. The smart kind. The high IQ kind that can erase himself so that he can’t be found. The kind we hire to do shit for us like, well, this. What you think you know about him, you don’t. Either that, or you are a fantastic liar. But what we do know is Perry only cared for one person. You. And you are our leverage to getting him and our four million dollars. It’s time you start telling me every detail you know about Perry and what he owns, things that might not be known or possibly under the radar. Something.”
I took a deep breath and then let it out. I wouldn’t panic. There had to be an explanation that was reasonable. I was a second-grade teacher at a Christian school in Mississippi. This kind of thing did not happen to me. My life was boring. I did not live in an episode of Criminal Minds.
Wait. “Am I dreaming?” I asked aloud.
Oz looked annoyed by my question, as if he had the right to be annoyed. I’d just peed in a bucket and wiped with a piece of brown paper bag. I was the one who got to be annoyed. Besides, that was a legit question. It made more sense than anything else had so far.
“Don’t gulp down your water. That’s all you get today. Unless you have something to tell me, that is worth another one.” Oz said then stared at me as if waiting for me to unleash the exact whereabouts of Perry. I had nothing. If he was really gone then… then could he be guilty of this. I knew Perry was a genius. I’d known that way before he’d been tested at twelve years old. But this other stuff sounded nothing like the man I knew.
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