Highway to Heaven by Harley McRide Page A

same way Heaven had last night. There
was no doubt Sahara had as good of a night as she had—well, almost
anyway.
    “Have you checked out the bar across the
street? It looks rough, but we may need to get a drink after being
cooped up in this room all damn day.” Sahara leaned back in her
chair, keeping her eyes on the monitors that led to the safe house
Raven and the others were setting up just down from where the girls
were being held. Heaven tried not to blush.
    “Yeah, I had a drink last night. It’s dirty,
but the beer is cold and the locals stay to themselves,” she said,
trying not to volunteer too much information that might have them
asking for details. The girls were all tight, and usually discussed ev-ery-thing . Heaven was game until the Ops had come in and
she tried to stay tight-lipped until they got to know each other.
The longer she was around them, the more she began to realize they
were no different than Heaven and the gang. Still, she was hard to
trust people.
    “You did?” Abi asked, her perfectly arched
and manicured eyebrows shooting up in a smirk. Fuck. How did she
know? Surely Raven hadn’t ran his mouth, had he?
    “Yeah. We should go,” Heaven blurted out,
sounding too enthusiastic. She mentally kicked herself and went
back to staring at the monitor.
    “I’m game. Hell, I’ve been cooped up in our
damn room too long, only to be shoved in another. The guys got
another thing comin’ if they think I’m gonna stay here and worry
while they go to try to save the girls and take down Reyes. That
sonofabitch is mine. We have bad history, and a little ‘family
meeting’ is way past fuckin’ due.” The girls all knew the ‘history’
and ‘family business’ between them, and couldn’t agree more. Any
guy who was a stepfather and tortured, beat, and hunted her like a
deer deserved the worst. He’d made one too many threats, and hurt
her on more than one occasion. After Shady’s demented stepbrother
forced himself on her and knocked her up, the work of Reyes senior
was what took everything to the next level. Like you needed two
Reyes. One was way too fucking many. Abi’s head whipped around and
she let out a growl.
    “No, we all get that motherfucker. When I’m
done with him, he’s all yours, Shady. But he needs to feel what
it’s like to have his face smashed in real good and hard. To hear
and feel every bone in his worthless body break over and over…to be
at the receiving end of having incomprehensible pain that seems
like it’ll never end. Then, he’s going to learn what the true
meaning of waterboarding means. When his weak, pathetic body falls
to the ground, gasping for air, then you come in.” Abi’s features
softened again and she went back to work as if her words were every
day conversation. All of the girls looked at each other and burst
out giggling.
    “Well now, I don’t think I can deny you of
your plans, Abi. But he will feel pain at the hand of me before
it’s over.” Shady’s knuckles turned white as she clenched the desk,
her thoughts washing through the room. The pain. The anger. The
resentment. But above all, the hatred rang through the
strongest.
    Abi hit a few buttons on her keyboard and the
screen flipped to Raven’s room. The same room she’d been with him
last night. Where he’d fucked her unconscious and back awake again
over and over. She turned to Heaven and a small smile played at the
corners of her lips before her finger hit the button and Colt’s
room showed up. She glanced back at her again, this time freeze
framing the screen on Gage. It was when he’d seen her walk in. His
face—it showed regret. And as Heaven had walked away, he’d almost
followed. But why? Abi flipped the screen off and back on to the
back alley, winking at Heaven with a grin. Heaven tried to smile
back but her head was swarming with thoughts and questions. What
was she trying to show her? That, even though he was fucking
Sahara, he still seemed to care ever so