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Bisbee.” The man smirked. “I just need an address.”
    How did the bastard know? Gregory swallowed. “I don’t have an address for anyone in Bisbee.”
    The man kept the barrel of his gun against Gregory’s head. He looked toward the living room and said something in Spanish. Gregory’s blood went cold when he saw a second man walking out of the darkened room. The blond man had a brutal look to him, his eyes cold and merciless.
    “That is John.” The first man gestured to the other man. “I am Pablo. You and I are going to become very familiar with each other.”
    Gregory said nothing. Sweat trickled down his spine and his shirt was soaked at his armpits beneath his suit jacket.
    “But we must leave this place.” Pablo gave a nod in the direction of the kitchen as Gregory’s phone rang. “Bring your phone so that we can use it to call Señorita Tori.”
    Gregory swallowed, his throat so dry it hurt. If he stalled, maybe the police would come in time.
    “Get the phone,” Pablo told John. John said nothing, but headed toward the kitchen. Pablo turned to Gregory. “Give me your keys.”
    Hands shaking, Gregory reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys, then handed them to Pablo.
    When John returned, he gave the phone to Pablo who pocketed it.
    Pablo looked at Gregory then nodded to Sara’s body. “Pick her up. You will carry her to your car and we will put her in the trunk.”
    Gregory knelt and scooped up Sara’s petite body and held her. He dry-heaved and was certain he’d throw up when he felt how cold her body was, but he managed to hold back the bile. When he stood with Sara in his arms, Pablo nodded toward the door and Gregory started toward it.
    John reached the door first and pulled it open. The warm summer night washed over Gregory and he wanted to cry out for help, but he felt the press of the barrel against his spine. Maybe someone would see them and call the police.
    They passed no one on the way to the parking lot where Gregory’s Audi was parked. Pablo ordered Gregory to go to his car, and he obeyed.
    When they reached the Audi, Pablo used the key fob to open the doors and he popped the trunk. Gregory’s heart and gut were sinking fast as he laid Sara’s body inside the trunk. Pablo slammed the lid closed.
    “Drive.” Pablo gave the order to Gregory, who climbed behind the wheel on the driver’s side. John pointed a handgun at Gregory while Pablo got in on the passenger side. When Pablo was in, he handed the keys to Gregory. Pablo pointed his gun at Gregory again as John left and climbed into a dark SUV that Gregory hadn’t noticed before.
    Gregory’s mind raced as he tried to think of some way he could get out of this alive and not give these bastards Tori’s parents’ address. All he could think of was that she belonged to him and no one else could touch her. His blood seemed to rush through his veins like wildfire and his heart beat so hard it was sure to explode out of his chest. Maybe having his heart give out would be for the best because one way or another he was going to die if he didn’t think of something.
    Pablo pressed his gun against Gregory’s temple. “I said, drive.”
    Gregory started the car, backed it out of its parking spot, and drove.

CHAPTER 7

    Fog swirled around Tori as she walked up a steep hill. She couldn’t see anything around her, but she knew she had to climb. And climb. And climb.
    Someone appeared directly in front of her, causing her to stumble back in surprise and almost tumble back down the hill. She regained her balance and tried to catch her breath.
    A white light glimmered around a woman wearing a white lace mantilla. Tori couldn’t see the woman’s face, but she seemed somehow familiar.
    Tori blinked. She was now in the depths of a church. A sacred place that she had not been to in a very long time.
    She looked up at the altar and the statue of the Virgin Mary. Blood red tears rolled from Mary’s eyes and Tori felt her great