The Silenced

Liz eyed the massive Julien, then looked back to Nate. “You can talk to him in the hallway. I don’t feel comfortable with him in my apartment.”

“We don’t have time for this,” Julien said. He took a step further into the apartment, then shut the front door.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Liz yelled. “Get out!”

But the Frenchman had turned his attention to Nate. “We have to get her out of here. Now.”

“I’m calling the police.” Liz started for the living room, but Nate grabbed her waist and stopped her. “What are you doing?” she shrieked. “Let me go!”

“No police,” Nate said.

A look of terror crossed her face. “Oh, God. You’ve been fooling me, haven’t you? You’ve just been waiting for your friend to get here, and now what? Are you going to rape me, is that it?”

“Relax. We’re not going to hurt you.”

Liz wrenched herself free from Nate’s grasp and pushed herself against the wall. Since she wasn’t going for the phone, he let her be for the moment.

To Julien, Nate said, “What happened?”

“I just received a call from my client. He has three men in the city on their way over here right now. They said they checked with her school and know that she’s in the city. I couldn’t hide her from them any longer. I had to tell them she just got back. As soon as the others arrive, we are to take her to someplace quiet.”

Liz’s eyes grew wide.

“Nate, we have no more than fifteen minutes.”

Nate grimaced, then turned and took a step toward Quinn’s sister. “You need to listen to me. We’re here to help you, not hurt you.”

She stared at him for a moment, then pushed herself off the wall and tried to run into the living room. Nate grabbed her again, lifting her off her feet, then all but carried her to the couch and set her down.

“Leave me alone! Leave me alone!” she said, striking at him wildly with her hands.

“Liz, please. Stop.” He was able to finally grab her wrists, and pushed them down into her lap.

“Who are you?” she asked.

“Your life’s in danger. Do you understand? Some people who want to harm you are on their way here right now.”

“No. No. You’re lying,” she said, shaking her head. “You’re just saying that to get me out of the building, then you’ll … you’ll …”

Nate needed to calm her down, and fast. “I think you should talk to your—” He looked at Julien. The Frenchman already thought he knew the truth, but as far as Nate knew, Quinn had never confirmed it. To hell with it, he thought. Quinn could be pissed at him later. “Your brother.”

She stopped struggling, confused. “My brother?”

“I work for him.” Nate said.

“You work for Jake?”

“Yes.”

“I thought you said you’d only met him once before.”

Nate took a deep breath. “I lied.”

Her eyes flicked to Julien, then back to Nate. “Who’s Nate?”

Nate took a deep breath. “I am.”

“But … what about … you said your name was Andrew.”

“Liz, we need to get you out of here.”

“Why would my brother want you here?”

“To protect you.”

“Protect me?”

“He knew you were in danger.”

“I don’t believe that for a second.” She started pushing against him again.

“Julien. Get Quinn on the phone.”

“Who the hell is Quinn?” Liz asked.

He looked at her. “Your brother.”

Nate knew it was all coming at her too fast. He could almost see her mind overloading.

Dammit, he thought. This was not the way this should have gone.

“Quinn? It’s Julien. We have a problem.” Nate listened as the Frenchman described their situation to Quinn.

When he was finished, Nate said, “It would be great if he would talk to her.”

Julien relayed the request, then walked over to the couch and tried to hold the phone up to Liz’s ear. But she moved her head away, twisting it and turning it so Julien couldn’t get the phone in place.

“It’s just a trick,” she said. “It’s not him.”

“Use the speaker,” Nate said.

Julien touched the screen of his phone, then said, “Quinn?”

“I’m here.”

Liz froze.

“Quinn,” Nate said, “we need to get Liz out, but she’s not cooperating. We’ve got five minutes tops before we run into a potential overlap. Could you please convince her we’re not here to hurt her?”

“Liz,” Quinn said, “you need to listen to them. They have to get you out of there now.”

“I don’t know who you are, but you’re not my brother,” she said.

Quinn took a moment before responding. “When we were out on the lake after we flipped, and I grabbed ahold of you, remember?”

“Shut up!” she yelled. “Shut up!”

“I whispered something in your ear.”

“Please stop,” she said, only this time some of the fight was missing from her voice.

“I said it over and over. Do you remember? I said, ‘I’ll never let anything hurt you.’ ”

Liz’s hands began to shake. “Jake?”

“My friends are there to keep you safe. You need to listen to them, and do exactly what they say. Can you do that?”

“Jake, what’s going on?”

“We’ll talk about that later. I promise. Right now you have to get out of your apartment.”

“I … I don’t understand.”

“Someone is on their way to your place right now. If they get there before you leave, they will kill my friends and take you. They very likely will kill you, too. You have to leave now.”

“Kill us? Why would they—”

“Liz! You’re running out of time. Once my friends get you someplace safe, I’ll explain everything to you.”

The stunned look on her face turned defiant.

“Why should I believe you?” she said. “You haven’t cared about me for twenty years.”

“Liz! You can hate me all you want, but you still need to get the hell out of there. Please, listen to Andrew.”

“Ah, yeah,” Nate said. “About that. She already knows my name.”

“I don’t care what she knows! You all need to leave right now!”

Julien’s phone beeped.

“What’s that?” Quinn asked.

Julien looked at the display. “It’s them. I think they’re here.”

Chapter 30

Julien turned off the speakerphone function, then switched to the incoming call.