His smile wavers for a second, as if he’s not sure what to believe. Whether Isabelle and I really are doing the homework, or if I just said that as part of our cover.
“I’m glad to hear it. Well, if you’ll excuse me, I’m ready to call it a day. But I think tonight I’ll just skip on reading Jane Austin’sEmma.”
Translation: he didn’t put any messages in today’s secret drop location.
“Have a good evening,” I tell him, then stride to the elevator.
Upstairs, I check my bedroom, but there are no signs that she’s been here since we left two hours ago.
I take a chance that Bradshaw hasn’t returned to his office and check there. But the outside door is locked, and I have no idea if Landon and Isabelle are inside.
Fuck.Where are they?
28
Isabelle
The lingeringhaze of unconsciousness gradually fades, and I take inventory of the dimly lit, red-and-black decorated room. My pulse rushes loud and rapid in my ears. “What is this place? Some kind of Count Dracula theme room?”
I look at Landon, who’s in a similar predicament. He’s shackled to what looks like a giant medical exam table, with black padding, attached to the wall. I’m lying down on the same type of table.
“Never seenFifty Shades of Grey, have you?” he asks.
“I can’t believe you’re admitting to having watched the movies. Did you read the books first…orafteryou watched them?”
He doesn’t say anything, but I imagine him rolling his eyes.
I pull on the shackles again. God, how could I be such a freaking idiot? Did Ireallyhave to check where the tiny bell sound came from after ending the call with my grandmother?
Apparently, yes.
Good thing Jayden can’t see me now. I’ll never hear the end of it when we get out.
Ifwe get out.
“You still haven’t answered my question,” I say when it becomes apparent the shackles have no intention of letting me go.
“Jayden mentioned there are two BDSM rooms in the resort. My guess is this is one of them.”
I snort a disgruntled laugh. “Can’t say I’m as impressed with it as Blake and Virginia seem to be. But they probably have a lot more fun in here than you and I will be having.”
I have a strong suspicion sex won’t be on the agenda for whatever our captors have planned. Or at least not enjoyable sex from Landon’s and my points of view.
A shudder skittles through me, and my gaze searches the room for a way to escape. “Any idea how we ended up here?”
“Not a clue. I was searching through Bradshaw’s computer files when two men in militia gear entered his office. They turned their rifles on me before I had a chance to grab my gun.”
“Militia? Any idea who they are?”
“Not your typical hotel security, that’s all I can tell you.”
“What did they look like?” He describes them. Basically, big, bad, and ugly.
With shaved short hair.
“I haven’t seen anyone who fits that description,” I say. “Certainly not at the resort while Jayden and I have been staying here.”
“There was something familiar about them, but I can’t place where I’ve seen them.”
