“Lie,” she said, grinning. “But there’s a getaway car two blocks west. I always have a backup.”
J-Mac’s voice cut through the noise, calm as a stone. “Corrigan. You said we were ghosts. You were right. And you know what ghosts do to people who try to cage them?”
As Corrigan turned to bark orders at his men, the warehouse lights flickered. A storm surge. Bonnie saw it: the single guard by the generator, the open loading bay door, the coil of frayed rope near J-Mac’s foot.
Bonnie let a slow, feral smile spread across her face. It was a look that had made stronger men than Corrigan reach for their wallets. “If we’re ghosts, Corrigan, what does that make you? A particularly ugly poltergeist?”
He backhanded her. Her head snapped to the side, and she tasted copper. J-Mac lunged against his restraints, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “You touch her again, and the only thing you’ll be counting is your own teeth on the floor.”
“Lie,” she said, grinning. “But there’s a getaway car two blocks west. I always have a backup.”
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He backhanded her. Her head snapped to the side, and she tasted copper. J-Mac lunged against his restraints, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “You touch her again, and the only thing you’ll be counting is your own teeth on the floor.”