Enticing Their Mate (Pack Wars #6)(34)

“Wait!” Shit. He told Sarah to make those women look good and she’d failed. The woman would pay for this. His mind raced. “Give me a little more time. I’ll get them the best medical care possible.”

“Time? That’s all you’ve had.”

Charles was the only buyer Statler could find where there wouldn’t be any repercussions. From past dealings, Charles had paid on time and was able to ship out the women with no one the wiser. It would take weeks if not months to find someone else willing to pay such a high price. By then, the women might be dead. “Give me ten days. I’ll make sure they’re in good health.”

“You’ll get seventy-five percent of what I promised, but only if they are healthy.”

As much as Statler wanted to rant, Charles had him by the balls and knew it. “Ten days then.”

His buyer disconnected and Statler tossed the phone on the bed. Fuck. Killing Sarah and Amy right now wouldn’t help the women improve, so he’d leave that pleasure until after they were in Charles’s hands.

* * *

By six p.m., Sarah was exhausted from trying to calm down the women. They’d asked a million questions about who the man in the suit was and what was about to happen to them. Telling the truth would have been too painful, so she said he was some kind of inspector. It was only a partial lie; he had been there to inspect them.

“This will hopefully turn out to be a good thing,” she told one of the women. “The man who runs this facility will have to get you better care.”

“So you can poke and prod us again?”

The captive’s bitterness ate a hole in Sarah’s gut. She’d been the one to draw their blood and perform tests when they were in the clinic. The thought of what she’d been required to do sickened her every hour of every day. Many times she’d considered asking for a transfer to a different department altogether, but only after she finished this assignment. She needed justice for these women.

After patting the woman’s hand, Sarah stood. “Amy will be in soon to check on you.”

Sarah couldn’t wait to get out of there. Because of all the changes in shifts, Connolly told her to check out with him. Normally, she waited for Amy to arrive, but Sarah wasn’t ready to confront her roommate. As soon as she returned home, she’d pack a bag and head on over to where Jay and Riley were staying. First, though, she needed to speak with Riley to find out the address.


As she headed toward the exit, he came in from outside, looking as tempting as usual. He lasered his gaze on her. That one sexy as hell look had her pulse soaring and delightful pulses tripping over her skin. Wasn’t she the one who was supposed to be tormenting him? Turnabout was not fair.

“You leaving?” he asked.

“Yes.” His shift was over, too. “I thought I’d take your suggestion and pack a bag and head on over to the motel. I really don’t want to have to deal with Amy and Russ, not when things are heating up around here.”

He nodded. “You need directions?”

“How about I drive you to my place? I’ll pack, and then we can go back to the motel.” She’d noticed that he’d driven in with Connolly.

Riley stepped closer and the urge to kiss him overwhelmed her. She was an FBI agent and should be able to control her libido, but this man seemed to cause her circuits to disconnect.

“Can’t leave right now. Something came up that I need to deal with. I’ll give you directions and let Jay know you’re on your way.”

She wanted to shake him and say it would be more fun coming with her, but she understood his need to do what was right. She also was smart enough not to ask what was so urgent. If she had to guess, it had to do with the fallout from that man’s visit. “Okay.”

“Hand me your phone and I’ll put the address in your GPS.” She did as he asked. “It’s only about a fifteen minute drive from your place.”

“Cool.”

He handed back her phone. “Do me a favor and text me when you leave your place?”

“Since you asked so nicely, I will, but should I expect trouble?”

Before he answered, the door behind him opened and Amy and Russ came in. Her skin crawled. If looks could kill, Sarah would be dead.

“Do as Statler asks and you’ll be fine,” he said in a tone so cold she could feel the chill. From the glance he shot Russ, his abrupt attitude change was for his sake.

She was about to step past him when out of the blue Riley stopped her, leaned over, and planted one on her. Wham. It was a toe-curling type of kiss and she would have staggered backward had Riley not pulled her closer. Her moan came out so loud that she bet both Amy and Russ turned around but she didn’t dare look.

She needed to leave, not wanting to have a discussion with Amy—or Russ for that matter.

“See you tonight then,” he said rather loudly. “Bring enough for a few days.” Riley winked then strode off.

Sarah swallowed, not sure what the hell that was about. Had Russ not growled, it might not have occurred to her that the kiss was for his benefit, too. Damn. She had to hand it to Riley. When Amy returned home tomorrow morning, she wouldn’t question why Sarah wasn’t there. The move out would seem natural.

Sarah quickly left the building and rushed to her car. She doubted those two would leave the warehouse to follow her home, but just in case, she kept a keen eye on the rear view mirror.