trust you to go with me if I let Brady go first?” he asked.
“I’m giving you my word.”
“Sorry, lady, but your word ain’t shit to me. I got no cause to believe you.”
“Then we’re at a standstill, ’cause I’m not coming over there without Brady.”
Brock’s mind kicked into overtime trying to figure out a way to save both his brother and Jeni at the same time. He was going to set her ass on fire as soon as they got out of this mess. She would learn to listen to him before he was through with her.
“Tell you what,” Hugh began. “I’ll bring Brady out and tie him to a tree. We exchange like that. You walk towards me and Brock walks towards Brady. Work for you, little lady?”
“Sounds good to me. Go get him.”
As soon as Hugh disappeared into the woods, Brock made a grab for Jeni and caught her arm. He jerked her towards him and wrapped his arms around her.
“You do realize that once this is all over I’m going to spank that ass of yours raw.”
“I sort of hoped you would anyway.” She looked so sad.
“You can count on it.”
A noise ahead of them grabbed Brock’s attention. Hugh returned, pulling a resisting Brady along with him. He no longer had a coat or hat on. Instead, he was bound with his hands behind his back and a gag in his mouth. His face looked pretty worked over as well. He’d kill the bastard when he got his hands on him.
“Okay, here we go. Jeni, walk this way.”
“Nope, you walk away from Brady towards me. As soon as you’re far enough away, I’ll start walking towards you,” she said.
“What’s to stop Brock from grabbing Brady and you running?” Hugh asked in a whiny voice.
“You’ve got the gun, stupid.” Jeni gave him an exasperated look.
“Jeniiii,” Brock warned.
“Okay.” Hugh took several steps towards where Jeni stood.
Brock was torn between going to Jeni and going to Brady. Brady was cursing up a storm behind the gag. He could almost make out most of the words. He wanted him to stick with Jeni. He took a step towards Jeni, and Hugh aimed the gun at Brady. Brock stopped. Jeni took a step towards Hugh and the man lowered his gun. Brady began easing towards Brock and Hugh took a shot that winged Brady in the left arm.
“No!” Jeni screamed.
She ran towards Hugh and tackled him. The big man didn’t go to the ground though. Instead, he grabbed her and dropped the gun. He pulled out a knife and stuck it to her neck. Brock stopped dead still, as did Brady.
“You boys just pick yourselves right up and go back to the house. I’m going to watch, and if I don’t see that kitchen door open and close in two minutes, I’m going to give her a new smile.” Hugh laughed at his own joke.
“Don’t hurt her,” Brock growled.
“Then get your ass in gear and hightail it back to the house.”
Brady bitched into the gag until Brock jerked it off of him.
“I’m going to string you up by your balls, you asshole. You touch one hair on her head, and I’ll eat your liver for breakfast.”
“You better calm your brother down, Brock, before I accidently nick little Jeni here.” Hugh held the knife tighter to the skin on her neck under her ear.
“Brady,” Brock said only his name.
Brady stopped talking and glared instead.
“Let’s get going, Brady. We have some things to take care of.” Brock helped his brother negotiate the snow as they made their way back towards the house.
He took the time to untie Brady once they were on their way, and then they all but ran back to the ranch house and inside the kitchen. He’d never been so pissed in his life as he was now. They’d underestimated her ex-husband. He’d been the smart one and hired a local who knew how to deal with the weather. Now they had to figure out how to get her back.
“Why in the hell did you let her come with you?” Brady demanded as he rubbed the circulation back into his wrists.
“I didn’t, asshole. She followed me, I guess. I left her asleep in the bed when I
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