taken away.”
She gulped the orange juice.
“James will come and get me,” she said. Prue needed for him to realise she wasn’t going anywhere. She trusted James with her whole heart and soul. He’d never let anything happen to her.
“Prue, I have no doubt that he’ll come to collect you. I think you should be more worried about where you’ll be when he does.”
Her heart stopped beating. There was no other way to describe the feelings vibrating inside her chest. “You promised I’d be safe if I was good.” She couldn’t bring herself to add “girl”. The word sounded so immature.
“ I know, but I didn’t say anything about my boss.” He leaned closer. His lips almost brushed against hers. “And he’s a hard man to please. If he finds you lacking for him, he’ll get rid of you. Now hold still.”
His words stayed with her as he pressed something cool against her face. She stared past his shoulder wondering what the hell was going to happen to her. James would fight for her. She didn’t doubt her man for a second. What she doubted was the time in which he’d come for her. Daren painted his boss in a bad light.
She wasn’t at home anymore with her sister or parents. James’s arms wouldn’t be wrapped around her as she fell asleep. For all intents and purposes, she was alone in the world.
“What’s your boss’s name?” she asked. Prue had grown sick and tired of hearing him referred to as, “my boss”, or “the boss”. She wanted to know who was causing her so much trouble.
Daren let out a sigh. He stroked her bruised cheeks then stared into her eyes. “You’re very pretty. I can see why James likes you.” She tensed waiting for him to say something. He’d promised her she’d be fine. Part of her feared being raped by this man while another part did not because he’d kept his word for the most part.
“His name is Henry, and that is all you need to know.” Daren placed two white pills in her palms. “Take this for the pain, and try and get some sleep. I’ll come to you every morning and night. If you wish to walk on the deck or do something else, let me know first thing in the morning so I can arrange it.” Daren grabbed her plate then turned to leave.
“You’re not going to keep me locked away in this room?” she asked to his retreating back.
He turned. “No, that’s not my intention.” Daren continued to stare at her. “I want to be clear, Prue. I’ve never hurt a woman unless I’ve been forced to do so. I live by my own code. I do what Henry says, but other than that, I live like every other man.”
“Why are you suddenly being so nice to me? I watched you shoot Jermaine and probably kill him.” Prue pushed her hair off her face. Tears welled in her eyes as the gravity of her situation suddenly swamped her.
“Jermaine had a choice. You don’t have a choice, and for that I’m sorry. I’m following orders, and you were the only way I saw them being filled.” He opened the door then turned back to her. Daren watched her then closed the door. The lock clicked in place, making her flinch.
A chill settled in the room. Turning away from the door she stared out at the water. Her thoughts returned to James. What was he doing? Did he miss her?
Settling down on the bed, Prue closed her eyes wishing that she was still at home in the comfort of her bed. The swaying of the boat made her feel sick, but not half as sick as the knowing there was no chance of her surviving this ordeal the longer she was away from him.
Please, James. Come and get me.
Chapter Three
James ignored the ringing of his bell. He opened the safe inside the office at his father’s old home. The house had been in his family for several generations, and he needed to find what Daren wanted. He no longer saw the other man as Leo, the guy who had worked for him. His life would be a lot easier if he only saw the enemy and not the friend he’d thought he was. He swigged down the