Falling with Grace - Page 164

Soon…

The clock struck four, and footsteps echoed down the hall.

A sly grin settled across my face as I accepted the invitation, joining the room.

“Miguel.”

“Andrés sends his regards.” Miguel stood with white brick around him, the blue sky above his head, his phone’s camera moving about as he paced along the wall.

“He’s a coward.” I laughed. “Always has been.”

“You have Grace. I want to see her.”

I rocked my seat back once, then sat upright. “No.” I glanced at Javier.

“He wants her back.”

I drew a deep breath with a raised brow, my fist clenched in my lap. “I don’t recall asking—”

“If you don’t hand herover in forty-eight hours, we will deliver pieces of each person who attempted to escape with her.”

“And why would I care about them?” I shook my head.

“Grace is a bleeding heart. Given the choice, she will return to save them.”

A wide grin split my lips. “You act as though shehasa choice.”

Miguel tipped his head to the side. “And you act as though we do not know about your trip into town. That is why you took her…isn’t it?”

I shrug. “And if I did?”

“Give her the choice, or she’ll never forgive you.”

“Forgiveness is not a luxury we indulge in in this world. I can live with the consequences.”

“Be that as it may. You have forty-eight hours. No more.”

“We’ll see.”

“If you think your Generals will be of any help, they’re dead.” Miguel sat still for a moment, then leaned in. “And so are yoursicarios.”

I glared at the screen.

“Tell her Rachel survived.” Miguel smiled.

The screen turned black, and I slammed the lid down on the laptop.

Javier tugged out his phone from his pocket. “They must’ve done it quietly. There hasn’t been any talk, and Grimaldo hasn’t said anything about this.”

Footsteps scampered away from the cracked office doors, and I peered at Javier.

His attention shot up from his phone. “Do you think she heard?”

I sneered with a subtle shake. “One can only hope.”

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Grace