Free Razor Edge: Razor Trilogy Three (Razor Thriller Romance Novella Book 3) by Nadine Doolittle

the family name you’re worried about? No one gives a shit
about the family name anymore. From what Anastasia has told me, you and your
brother have already damaged the family name. Now be a good little boy and let
Joel pass before I lose my grip on his girlfriend. Or is she your girlfriend?
It’s hard to keep it straight with you two.”
    Daniel moved to get his phone out of his
pocket.
    “I wouldn’t,” Carsten said coldly. “I know a girl who is ready to accuse Joel of rape if anything
happens to me. If I go to prison, we all go to prison. Put the phone away.
That’s it. That’s better. Now, Joel—do you have something for me? Come closer.
Don’t be scared. Don’t be a snivelling coward. What would your mother think if
she saw you like this?”
    I pulled myself further up to catch sight
of Joel moving behind Daniel. His eyes were wild but not with fear. This was
hate. I’d never seen him like that. Carsten didn’t
seem to notice.
    “I have the proxy in my pocket.” Joel drew
near to Carsten , keeping his eyes on the man. “Hand
over Charlotte to Daniel and the proxy is yours. Not before.”
    He withdrew a sheet of notepaper from the
back pocket of his jeans, unfolded it and held it out for Carsten to examine. Joel’s signed voting shares, a block large enough to sway the board
to acquire Tallulah and put Carsten Pullman in power.
Daniel would be sidelined in his own company.
    “Joel, don’t.” My protest was feeble. I
didn’t want to die but I thought I should give him the option of saving his
brother’s company over me.
    “Danny, grab Charlotte.”
    Carsten’s eyes went from Joel to Daniel who was coming closer and then back
to Joel again. “Wait. Put the proxy in my jacket pocket first. I’m not letting
her go until I have that.”
    Joel slung his leg over the edge of the
bridge. “Let her go or I jump and you have nothing.”
    “No!”
    Daniel flung a hand out to his brother. Carsten yanked me off the railing and hurled me to the
walkway. It all happened so fast. Joel lunged for Carsten .
I can still see his body poised against the lights of the bridge, the cables
and inky sky above. He landed on Pullman, wrapped his arms around his neck and
dragged him to the rail.
    “Take care of her, Danny.” Joel tugged hard
and both men almost went over the edge.
    “What the fuck are you doing?” Casten screamed and fought Joel’s grip. “You’ll kill us
both!”
    “That’s the idea.”
    Joel slung his leg over the side.
    “Joel, no!” Daniel yelled. “Don’t! Jesus, man, I’m begging you, don’t do this!
He’s not worth it!”
    “Danny, I have to or it’ll never end. You’ve
protected me long enough. If I’m gone, they can’t threaten you anymore. Just
remember what I told you about Alexandra and watch out for Charley. I love you,
brother.”
    “ No! ”
    Joel pushed off gracefully, backward, like
he was strapped to a parachute and falling out of a plane. Carsten’s eyes flared wide, unable to escape—Joel was using him like a shield. Both men dropped
over the edge, falling through the thick fog. Two hundred and forty-five feet
below was the cold, rough water of the strait. In four seconds, Joel and Carsten would hit the water at seventy-five miles per hour.
They would die from the trauma caused on impact. If they survived that, they
would drown or die of hypothermia.
    There was no chance for survival.
    I lay on the walkway, numb and in shock as
Daniel screamed his brother’s name. He was leaning dangerously far over the
edge; his arm outstretched as if he could snatch hold of him somehow and pull
him to safety.
    “ Joel! ”
    He threw his head back and roared with a
cry of such anguish, I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t see the tears running down
his face.
    Two cars pulled over, putting on their
hazard lights. A man jumped out and then a woman came running toward me.
“What’s happened? Miss, are you all right?”
    Voices rolled around us but I couldn’t
speak. Daniel