All Chapters of Killer Curves (Dangerous Curves 3): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The first thing that Aidan felt was pain. He groaned, then wished that he hadn’t. Even that small sound made the side of his neck vibrate with shrieking, blinding jabs of sharp glass, and he wondered if Gabi would bring him some cough medicine. He clearly had the worst sore throat known to man.“Aidan?”He cracked his eyes open, confused. Why is Mac in my bedroom?“Aidan? Can you hear me, man?”Aidan tried to speak, and instead made a horrible, croaking sound. He grimaced as the pain burned his throat. That was when he felt something taped to his neck. He raised his hand to his throat, and paused as his fingers met thick gauze. He blinked, confused.“Aidan… look at me.”He forced himself to focus. Mac looked – well, the man looked awful. Every trace of his usual jokey and irreverent vibe was gone, and what had taken its place was something darker, angrier, more restless. Frightened?“Don’t talk, OK?” Mac said. “Just nod if you can hear me.”Aidan nodded, still touching the bandage o

King drove the back roads like an Indy pro – he barely slowed down for the curves or bumps, barely paused at crossroads. It was pre-dawn and the roads were deserted… the fuckers had certainly chosen a lonely spot to kill Gabi. Nobody would hear her; nobody would stumble across her. Her body would never have been found, King was sure of it.Aidan was still silent, and King risked taking his eyes off the road to glance at the other man. He hadn’t said one word since they’d left an unconscious Ace with Honey, and he sat there now, his face a terrifying blank.“Aidan?”The blond head turned towards him. “Yeah?”“You doing OK, man?”“No.”King took a big breath just as his cell beeped. “Check it, OK? The guys might already be up there.”Aidan opened the text and gave a grim smile. “Knox and Tank are there with the shovels. They say that the earth has clearly been disturbed.”“So they found her.” King spun the wheel hard to the right to avoid a fallen tree trunk. “Yeah.” Aidan set the phon

Gabi’s near-catatonic state persisted until the ambulance guys arrived. But when one of them gently tried to insert an IV needle into her arm, she snapped to awareness and made her first sound since being pulled out of the ground: she started to scream. She screamed and screamed, forcing the men to hold her down as she fought wildly to get away from the needle. It got so bad that they had to give her a shot to knock her out before they could start to treat her. Aidan held her arms, feeling like an asshole the whole time. She was so clearly terrified… why the hell was he making it worse by holding her down? He knew she was hysterical and beyond reason, but he still didn’t want this to be happening.“Gabi,” King said in a low voice. “We’re not going to hurt you, honey. I promise.”“No more darkness!” she screamed, thrashing her head from side to side until Tank held it gently. “No – no more!”At last, the EMT managed to get the shot in her leg, and she slowly, reluctantly, started to r

Just as they sat down in the waiting room again, Jax’s phone beeped with a text. He opened it up, and looked at the others, a bit tense.“Dillon and Maria are two minutes away,” he said.“Oh, man.” Mac sighed. “How’s she doing?”“Dillon says she’s surprisingly OK,” Jax said, still amazed at that piece of information. “Shaky, but determined to be here for Gabi.”“Not the best circumstances to meet Dillon’s girl, huh?” Aidan remarked. “Drinks at Curves would have been way better.”“Agreed.” King ran his hands over the dark stubble on his face. “Drinks after a long, hot shower.”Down the hall, the elevator pinged, and they saw Dillon step off. He was holding a woman’s hand and he looked fierce and furious. He spotted the guys, gave them his usual curt nod. He spoke to the woman and she looked down at them.They got to their feet and watched Maria Torres’ approach. She was much shorter than Gabi, and definitely much curvier. She had long, dark hair, and a sexy little mouth, and eyes that

Ten minutes later, Aidan was sitting with Gabriela. She was still sedated, thank God, and according to the doctor’s notes, she hadn’t been fully awake or aware since she’d arrived at the hospital that morning. The one time that she’d woken up, she’d been damn near hysterical, and they’d immediately put her under again.He stared at her, wanting her to open her eyes, but afraid of what would happen when she did. Physically, she checked out just fine, which was amazing: some bruising on her chin and cheeks, a bit of dehydration, some damage to her knuckles where she’d obviously been punching the lid of the box. But Aidan wasn’t so worried about the physical.What had she gone through down there for almost twelve hours? Trapped and in darkness, alone and unheard? Knowing that she was buried alive, that her air was slowly but surely depleting with every single breath that she took? Torn between wanting to scream and kick for help, and wanting to stay silent and still to make the oxygen la