His Queen (18+)

Chapter XIII

THE KIDNAP

Elle lleva su veneno.
Nunca sabe poner freno.
No le digas que la quieres,
Porque se lo lleva el viento.

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CHAPTER XIII

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DANIEL HAD PRINTED off pictures of Diego and his accomplice so he wouldn't forget their faces. Even though I knew I would never forget.

After switching everything off, locking up and then returning the key back to Anita - as per her ID - we stripped off the ugly hospital attire and left that place the same way we had entered.

Thankfully, leaving didn't require the same standard of security as entering.

Now, we were back in his car, speeding down the slick road as rain continued to beat down on the roof with a vengeance. It did nothing to stop the turmoil in my mind though. My thoughts raced at the idea of what we were going to do. I knew Daniel well and I knew that our endeavour would end up with at least one dead body.

That wasn't what bothered me most. What really had my mind racing was the fact that I didn't care. No, I did care because I wanted it.

I stared down at my hands - the hands that wanted nothing more than to wrap themselves around the neck of the doctor that drugged me as I watched the life fade from his eyes.

The image in my mind was gruesome, making me squeeze my eyes shut but it only seemed to get clearer.

I couldn't help but peek a glance at Daniel. He was just as beautiful as he was the last time I looked at him. His jaw was set and his dark eyes were trained on the road ahead as he stepped down on the gas pedal.

The car travelled faster and faster, making my heart lurch in my chest as the belief that Daniel was going to kill us filled my mind.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

My shriek seemed to have broken him out of whatever trance he was in, and he let out a low curse before slowing the car down until we were at a normal speed.

Or a speed that was normal for him. We were still speeding.

"Can I drive?" I asked, making him glance at me quickly with hard eyes before looking back onto the road. "I know how to drive, so can I?"

"No."

"Why not?" I pouted, leaning in closer to him. "I won't crash you car, I promise. I've only ever crashed two cars in my lifetime."

Daniel looked at me strangely as if wondering if I thought I had done something with what I just said before looking back out the windshield. "You're not in the correct headspace, Araceli."

"And you are?" I scoffed before reaching for the stereo, hating the tense silence in the car. It was hard being in a small space with someone I wasn't entirely comfortable with.

Some pop song that I had never heard of blared lowly out of the speakers, reminding me of all the reasons I hated turning on the radio. The song had a catchy beat, but the lyric game was weak and only made me roll my eyes. I didn't waste time in changing the station until I found the news channel, settling on that instead.

The news anchor filled is in on the weather for the next week while I leaned back in my seat and peered out the window. He had been on the same winding road with no turns or intersections for about ten minutes now. Thick trees lined the gravel road, blocking my view from whatever lay beyond them.