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“There is no choice,” I whispered. “I’ll do it.”
“Excellent.”
“Yeah, go fuck yourself,” I snipped.
Nikolai laughed and got to his feet, leaving a card with his phone number on my towel. “I’ll pick you up at ten on Friday. And I suggest you answer the phone every time I call.”
Picking up the card, I crumpled it in my grasp. “You don’t even know where I’ll be.”
I looked up at him, and his frosty blue eyes bored into mine. “Don’t worry. I’ll find you.”
He turned to walk away and I gasped for air, not even realizing I had been holding my breath. I fumbled around for my phone and noticed I had over a dozen missed calls from Carter and Brooks. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I hung my head.
What am I going to do?