He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13

He didn’t even look at me, so I paused and waited before exhaling sharply and dragging a hand through my hair.

“Okay,” I muttered. “Fine. Love the communication today, DeLuca. Very interactive.”

He still ignored me and I stared at him for a second longer, like maybe if I looked hard enough he’d remember how conversations worked.

He didn’t.

Fine!

I turned away and dropped onto a low concrete ledge, crossing my arms as I watched everything unfold.

If he wasn’t going to tell me, I’d figure it out myself.

I tracked their movements carefully now.

The way they split into groups. The way they moved toward specific points. The way they crouched, placed things and adjusted something-

My eyes narrowed.

Wait.

I leaned forward slightly.

One of the men pressed something against the ground at a distance while another ran a thin wire along the edge of a wall.

My stomach dipped.

No..

I pushed to my feet slowly.

No way..

I walked a few steps closer, my gaze locking onto one of the devices.

“…DeLuca,” I said, sharper now before I turned fully to him. “What is that?”

My voice went up.

“Is that a bomb?” I stared at him while he stared ahead ignorantly.

“You’re not even going to pretend I’m wrong?”

Still nothing.

I let out a short, disbelieving laugh and pointed again.

“Wow.” I said but my chest tightened.

I looked back at the men; At the wires at the placement and at the way everything was connected dangerously. A laugh slipped ou of me then, quiet and incredulous.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

I looked back at him.

“Those are bombs, DeLuca.” I said with certainty now and waited for his response or any reaction.

None came so I nodded slowly to myself.

“Okay,” I said under my breath. “So we’re just not addressing that.”

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