No Limit (Armed & Dangerous #1)(47)

“I was cold. Let’s just get out of here.” He opened the car door for me and rushed around to his side. “What happened with Angelica?”

“She’s passed out in my bed. As soon as you left, I went straight to your room and put some serum in her wine. I don’t think I said more than two words to her the entire time.” The second he sped us out of the driveway, I breathed a sigh of relief. I wanted him as far away from Chazz as possible. “Now tell me what happened,” he demanded.

I shrugged. “I don’t think Chazz is who we’re looking for. He took me for a tour of the house before anything ever happened.”

He grimaced. “I was wondering what took so long.”

“Everything was pretty normal until we got to his basement.”

His head snapped my way. “Basement? What the f*ck was in there?”

“A sadist’s dream come true.”

“You can’t be serious. Are we talking whips, chains, and all that bullshit?”

I nodded. “He gets his jollies by using them.”

His anger filled the car, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel. “He didn’t use any of that on you, did he?”

“On the contrary, now he’ll be the one needing a rubber donut to sit down.”

Thankfully, that brought a smile to his lips. “No, you didn’t.”

“Oh, yes I did. He’s going to be uber pissed when he wakes up.”

“Good. Serves the f*cker right. I was thinking we should call Chatfield and get her to pick up her girl. That way we can get her out of the way.”

“Good idea. I can also give her the news we’re back at square one. I have no clue who the killer is.”

“We’ll figure it out. It could still be one of them. The victims weren’t knowingly with any of them the nights they died. We just have to wait and see who comes after you next, if anyone.”

“Ryan’s not going to like this. We probably need to get in touch with him in the morning.”

Jason tucked my hair behind my ear and I leaned into his touch. “We’ll take it one step at a time, baby. It looks like you’ve had enough for one night.”

I was disappointed, but shamefully, also relieved. Solving the case meant we were done, that I had to leave Jason. I wasn’t ready for that, but I also had a duty. Duty had to come first.





“Thank you for calling me,” Ronnie said, coming through the door.

“You’re welcome. I called you as soon as I was done with Chazz.” Jason and I had just walked in ourselves. I hadn’t even had time to change clothes. Luckily, she brought a buff young man to help—Thor, a male escort. Jason led him to the bedroom and he came out carrying Angelica in his strong arms.

Ronnie sighed and nodded toward the door. “Take her to the car, please. I’ll be down in a minute.” As soon as he left and the door shut, she faced me. “What happened? Do you know who the killer is?”

I shook my head. “I haven’t been able to find anything on anyone. We’re not going to give up though. Did you know Angelica was going with Chazz tonight?”

“No, she failed to tell me. You might have just saved her life. I wish I knew how to keep my girls safe.”

“Like you said before, you can’t. It’s a dangerous profession, just like my job. It’s something you can’t control.”

Her lips pulled back in a sad smile. “You’re right. I guess I shouldn’t get attached. Okay, I’ll keep in touch if I hear anything or if any of my girls go missing.” She started for the door and walked out, leaving me alone with Jason.

“You ready to call it a night, babe?” he asked softly.

“Sure, just let me get some clothes out of my room. Do you mind getting me a bottle of water? I feel a little dehydrated.”

Narrowing his eyes, he raked them up and down my body. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine,” I replied, plastering on a fake smile. “Really.”

I walked to my room and rushed to my suitcase to find something to wear. Ripping off the jacket, I glanced quickly at my tattered dress and started to take it off, only to stop when I felt a pair of eyes on my body. In the mirror, Jason glared at me, his fists clenched.

Turning around, I slowly approached. “I can explain.”

“No need,” he growled. “I’ll take care of it myself.” Storming off, he grabbed his keys and headed for the door.

“Jason, stop. Where are you going?”

“To kill that motherf*cker! He’s not going to get away with this.” He reached for the door handle, but I barreled into him and stood in his way.

“He didn’t hurt me,” I cried.

His nostrils flared, especially when he looked at my arms. “What do you call this?” he shouted, pointing at my wrists. There were already bruises showing up from where Chazz held onto me. Swallowing hard, I closed my eyes and then opened them slowly.

“Okay, so maybe he hurt me a little, but it’s not as bad as it looks. Trust me, if he’d gotten his dick anywhere near my orifices I was going to cut the f*cking thing off.”

“It doesn’t matter! He left marks on you!” His eyes blazed and it was frightening. I’d never seen him look that way. “Where else did he hurt you?”