Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 84

“Bitch!”

He tore off his mask and grabbed his phone, dialing Chad.

“She got away!”

Chad’s voice exploded through the line. “What do you mean she got away? How could you let her escape? Go after her! Her leg’s hurt—she won’t get far.”

“She can’t have gone far, but she ran into the woods. It’s pitch-dark out here. How am I supposed to find her?”

“Send me your location,” Chad snapped. “I’ll bring the others. We’ll split up and search. Find her, and I’ll give you all a bonus.”

He sent the location, and moments later Chad showed up with the two guys from the motorcycles. Now there were four of them.

Chad glared into the darkness of the forest. “David hit her leg. She’s not getting far. All of you, get in there and look. I’ll give each of you a hundred grand. Whoever finds her gets another hundred grand on top.”

He didn’t waste time. He pulled out his phone and transferred fifty thousand to each of them.

“That’s your advance.”

The three men lit up when they saw the money. They didn’t waste a second and rushed into the woods, fanning out to look for any sign of Amanda.

They’d barely disappeared into the trees when Travis arrived with his crew.

Travis stood with twenty mercenaries, all of them sharp and ready for action. Their leader stepped up. “The drone tracked them here. Your girl ran into the forest. There are four guys after her.”

Travis' face was stone cold. “Get in there and find her.”

“On it.”

The mercenaries slid on their night vision goggles and melted into the trees.

The woods were thick, and drones couldn’t see a thing from above. They’d have to search on foot.

Travis moved in with them.

These were pros. They could track a person just by the shape of a footprint or a snapped twig. With their gear, night felt like day.

It didn’t take long before they grabbed one of the bikers.

Chad’s guys had a little street smarts, but against Travis' mercenaries, they were nothing.

She grabbed a branch and pulled herself up again.

That’s when she heard it—the sound of water rushing somewhere ahead.

Her hand reached out, and found nothing.

She’d made it to the top. And there was nowhere left to go.

A cliff in front of her. Chad and his men right behind.

She let out a shaky, bitter laugh. Even the universe was against her.

Chad’s footsteps pounded closer, and then a harsh beam of light from his phone pinned her in place.

Chad smiled, cold and triumphant.

He took in her battered, cornered state, the dead end in front of her.

“Let’s see where you run now, Amanda.”