Jude snatched me up in his arms and carried me toward a door marked BREAK ROOM. It must have been a sign left over from when this was an actual warehouse. I thought about struggling, trying to break free of his arms. But where would I go? How could I even run with the cording on my feet? Besides, if I struggled, then they would send someone to help Jude. And that meant I wouldn’t have a chance to talk to him alone.
A table and chairs and an old green refrigerator populated the room. From the smell leaking out from the fridge door, I assumed it was packed with takeout boxes and at least a dozen half-eaten pizzas.
Jude dumped me in a chair. He grabbed a coil of rope off the table and started tying me up. I stared at the crown of his dark brown hair as he wrapped the rope around my middle.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked.
Jude didn’t answer. He pulled the ropes tighter. I winced.
“Then help me at least understand,” I pleaded. “Why would you call and try to warn me about the Shadow Kings if you were working for them all along?”
Jude looked up at me. His eyebrows furrowed with confusion. “What are you talking about? I didn’t call you.”
“Yes, you did. I’d know your voice anywhere.”
Jude shook his head and went back to securing the ropes to the chair.
How can he not remember this?
“You were worried about me. You called me on Daniel’s phone from inside his apartment. You said someone was coming for me. You even tried to warn me about Talbot—only I didn’t know that’s who you were talking about. You said the exact same thing you said in the parking lot behind the hardware store. That he makes you think you can trust him, but you can’t.”
“Shut up,” Jude said. “I didn’t call you. Stop trying to confuse me.”
“You did call. Which means deep down inside, you still care. My brother’s in there somewhere.”
“I said, shut up!” Jude raised his hand like he wanted to strike my face. “I would never call to warn you.”
“But you did. The night the gang trashed Day’s Market. I bet you snuck away just so you could find me.” I took a breath. “And you texted April on Monday. And you’ve even left comments on her blog. Don’t you remember that?”
Jude lowered his hand and glanced at my face. A slight look of recognition flashed over his eyes. He shook his head and backed away toward the door. “Be sure to yell real loud if you hear someone coming.” He thumbed in the direction of the cracked window. “Wouldn’t want Daniel to miss you after all this trouble.”
He smirked and closed the break-room door behind him as he left.
This was a trap!
A trap to catch Daniel.
They were counting on his finding me. Hoping he’d follow their trail here. They left the warehouse to make it look like they weren’t watching, and now they wanted me to scream for help.
But how were they so sure Daniel would come?
I hadn’t seen him in days. I didn’t even know if he wanted anything to do with me anymore. Would he even come if he found out I was in trouble?
Simultaneously, my heart filled with hope and dread.
Yes, if Daniel is the person I know him to be—he’ll come for me no matter what.
LATER
I rocked back and forth in my chair, trying to loosen my bonds. I needed to get out of here on my own before Daniel found me. Find him before he even got near this place. Now if only I had Baby James’s talent for pulling a Houdini out of his booster-seat restraints. That thought made my heart heavy. What if I never saw my family again?
My muscles tensed and ached, bidding me to use my abilities. But I didn’t trust my powers anymore. I didn’t trust myself. What if I gave the wolf too much leeway again and it completely took over?
But getting out of here before they trapped Daniel was more important. I had to take the risk.