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By:Leah Wilde & Ada Stone




I inhaled deeply. The sheets still smelled like Julia.



“I’ll have you again soon. I’m going to bring you home,” I said to my memory of her as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.





Chapter 27



Julia



The rocking motion woke me. I started to open my blurry eyes, but the pain in my head made me wince and close them again immediately. I tried to pull my hand up to my head to shield my eyes from the light, but both of my hands were tied down to the chair I was in.



“What the hell?” I started to panic, but everything came back to me pretty quickly.



I sighed as I realized where I must have been and who must have been with me.



“Dimitri?” I asked.



“I’m here,” he said in Russian. “Glad to see you waking up. Sorry about that bump on your head.”



The sarcasm in his apology was duly noted.



“I had to make sure you wouldn’t try to get away before we could get here,” he added.



“Oh yeah, I completely understand. It’s fine,” I snapped, returning his sarcasm. I opened my eyes and stared at the carpeted floor beneath me. I slowly raised my eyes to see him leaning against the wood paneling along the wall, next to a thin wooden door. He was hunched over, standing nearly seven feet tall, too tall for the room we were in. I looked around at the boxes and cabinets. We seemed to be in some sort of storage room. From the rocking, I figured we were on a boat somewhere.



“Have you ever been on a yacht before, Dr. Danvers?” he asked with a smile on his face. His blue eyes smiled, too. He took too much pleasure in his work, it occurred to me.



“I’m guessing I have now,” I said humorlessly.



His smile grew. “Yes, now you have been on a yacht. We’re in the middle of Lake Michigan, Dr. Danvers. I hope you enjoy your stay.”



A gentle knock came at the door and it opened slightly. I couldn’t see the person on the other side of it, but I heard the husky voice talking to Dimitri in Russian.



“Ivan wants to see you, Mr. Dimitri,” the young male voice said. “Do you want me to watch the prisoner?”



Dimitri looked at me and smiled. “No, she’ll be fine. She’s not going anywhere,” he told the voice on the other side. Then, to me, “I must leave you for now. Ivan needs to talk to me, but I’ll be back as soon as I can be. I don’t want to leave you alone for too long. You might get lonely.” He looked me up and down before leaving the room.



It struck me that he didn’t lock the door behind him. Of course, if we really were on Lake Michigan, where was I going to go if I did manage to get loose? I shook my head. I couldn’t believe I’d been so stupid. I should have just done my job, like Gage requested, and moved on. I shouldn’t have meddled the way I did.



I pulled against my restraints. I was in a small wooden chair. I should have been able to break it. They always seemed so easy to break in the movies. This one wasn’t giving me anything, though. I pulled and shifted my weight, and it just held itself together.



I could hear voices on the other side of the door. It sounded like they were speaking Russian, but I couldn’t hear enough to catch what they were saying. I knew what they were saying. I didn’t need to overhear anything to know that they were probably planning on killing me, or worse, before it was all said and done. I really should have listened to Gage.



“If you get out of here, Julia, you’re taking self-defense classes,” I told myself.



The yacht rocked gently in the water, and I had to put my head back against the chair. The headache coupled with the motion to make my stomach start turning. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly, evenly, until the nausea passed. I focused on my breathing and let the motion just fade into the background. Soon, I was okay again.



So this is the when and the where, I told myself, trying to humor myself a little bit by looking on the bright side. It was too bad I couldn’t tell Gage, though I was certain he’d probably ascertained as much from his conversation with the mayor.



I thought about my budding relationship with Gage. He’d lied to me about the whole thing with Dimitri, and what he hadn’t lied to me about outright, he’d covered up and hidden from me. I wondered if he hadn’t thought he was trying to protect me or if he really was the manipulating asshole Dimitri made him out to be.



I wondered how he must have felt when he returned to HQ to find me gone. He was probably pissed off, and I was probably on his shit list now. My only hope was that when he found me tied to a chair, he would feel sorry for me and forgive me. But I wasn’t going to hold my breath.