Ryder - Caveman Insticts Book Three(39)
There was nothing in the room besides me. No bed, no blanket, food, water, nothing. Easing to a sitting position, I counted to three and snapped my finger back into place holding back my scream. I thanked my dad again for never going easy on me when we’d trained and for never being the kind of father that coddled his child when she was hurt. I didn’t want anyone to know I was awake yet until I could assess my situation more, and yelling or screaming in pain would definitely alert them.
I slowly stood and couldn’t bite back my groan as pain radiated through me. Hobbling over to the door, I carefully twisted the knob, trying not to make much noise, to see if it opened. The door wouldn’t budge. I was locked in. I made my way to the dirty window and looked out to see it was late afternoon and there was grass as far as the eye could see. Fuck. It looked like there were no close neighbors. From what I could see I guessed I was on a farm or house with acreage. It would be hard for me to run as there was nowhere for me to hide if I got away. I had no idea if there were more than the two men who took me or why they did take me. As much as I wanted to just attack the next person I saw and try to get away, I needed to think and be smart.
Testing the window, I was surprised when it lifted and eased up, but it was noisy. They either were confident I wouldn’t get away and had more men, or they didn’t think I would run. Or maybe they didn’t know the window actually worked. I highly doubted that though. They went to so much trouble to take me, I was sure they couldn’t be that stupid. Sliding the window back down, I gazed around the empty room. I needed a weapon. The floorboards were in bad shape. I hoped I could maybe break one and use it. I shuffled around the room, cautious of my injuries as I checked each floorboard. Three were rocky and two were loose and one was starting to rot. Going back to the loose boards, I eased down and checked the ones on either side of them. I needed options. I started to hear voices and it sounded like more than two. I just hoped there wasn’t a huge group here.
I was so engrossed with the floorboards that I almost missed the rattle of the door. I eased away from the loose and rocky boards and moved to around where I’d awoken. I needed them to think I was weak still. I hunched a little and let the pain show. I needed whoever it was to see me as too weak to move, so they didn’t tie me up.
Two men came in. One I recognized from taking me. I was sure his name was Greg. The other wore a ski mask. I knew instantly that ski mask guy was in charge. Not only did he walk in the room like he owned it, but why the hell would he cover his face?
Tilting my chin up, I glared into blue eyes that were so bright they almost looked glacier. I waited for one of them to say something, but when serval moments passed and nothing was said, I rolled my shoulder back and sat up, holding my wince in, and glared at the fuckers. I’d try and see if tough mouthy woman could get me anywhere. “You’re a fucking idiot. You do realize whose daughter you took? I wasn’t on the base for shits and giggles, you wanker.” I shook my head. “My dad is home from a tour. I hope you realize how stupid you are. Although even if he wasn’t home, the shit you’ve brought down on your head is major. No one fucks with family and Army is all about family.” I thought of mentioning Ryder, but for some reason I held back on mentioning him or the Silverman name. I knew something was going on. Ryder was working double shifts and getting calls at all times of the day and night. My gut told me this had to do with Ryder, and I had learned thanks to my dad and brother that you always go with your gut.
“She has fucking mouth on her, X. She needs to learn to keep it shut. She should be taught a lesson. She fucked up Roy really bad. Cage doesn’t know if he’ll make it, if we don’t get him to a hospital.” Greg snarled. He then turned and sneered down at me. “The fucking Army won’t come for you bitch.”
I laughed, and damn did it kill my ribs. I didn’t want to show them how much it hurt, but I keep up the facade wincing dramatically and shrinking. I forced a laugh and it did sound hollow. X still hadn’t said anything, just watched me. I shot a smirk Greg’s way. “You’re the biggest idiot I’ve ever met. Of course the Army won’t come after me, but my father and his men, and my friends who are in the Army will, you fuckwit.” I shook my head and moaned, but kept X in my vision. I needed them to know I was broken in body but not in spirit.
“You left out information.” The voice under the ski mask was soft and smooth. I wondered for a moment who he was speaking to until Greg groaned.
“She’s been with him. I saw her. She’s had guards on her.”