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She was in the staff room, grabbing her stuff from her locker.
Gabe was in the coffee cubby, getting a coffee from Tex.
I was in the kitchen, dumping some spent plates in a busser tub.
That was when I heard Willow scream.
I looked up and saw two besuited men had her and they were struggling with her on a trajectory toward the back door.
“Gabe! Tex! Willow!” I shrieked, dropping the plates with a clatter and racing to the staff room.
Once I got there, I saw they had her out the door.
Therefore, I raced out the door.
One of them was stuffing her terrifyingly lax body in the back of a Mercedes. The other one was getting into the driver’s seat.
So of course, in what was becoming my signature move, I ran and jumped on the back of the one shoving Willow in the Mercedes.
I jerked him away from the door, and the driver shouted, “Just tase her ass!”
Within maybe a second, I was flipped to my back on the asphalt. My breath gushed out of me, and I had exactly a nanosecond to hope the short, flirty skirt of my girlie dress covered my cute panties along with doing a quick scan of my body because I landed hard, before my entire frame sizzled vastly unpleasantly…
I didn’t really know what happened after that because I was out.
“Can you explain why I have two women in my garage instead of one?” a man asked.
He was about my dad’s age, but still very attractive in a millionaire daddy kind of way. He was also a man I semi-kinda recognized but couldn’t put my finger on it seeing as I’d been abducted, I was zip-tied, achy from landing on my back on the asphalt and sitting in a millionaire daddy’s garage.
Last, he was speaking to the two goons who kidnapped me and Willow.
Yes, I would confirm yet again, we were in a garage.
Yes, the garage was very nice, at least three-car, and it was the cleanest garage I’d ever seen.
No, this didn’t make me want to be there.
Yes, the dude who tased me shoved me in the back of the Mercedes with Willow.
Yes, sometime after they took off with us but before we got ourselves together from being tased, they zip-tied our wrists behind our backs and our ankles together.
No, I didn’t remember much of anything from the start of our abduction, except I heard a couple of gunshots (these being from our car, shots I expected were aimed at Gabe and/or Tex).
No, I didn’t know if those bullets connected with anybody.
Yes, I was totally freaked out about that.
Yes, in a weird way, I was glad Willow wasn’t alone with whatever was going on here.
No, it still totally sucked we’d both been kidnapped.
“She jumped on my back. Aaron told me to tase her,” Goon One said.
Goon Two (or Driver Goon) smacked him upside the head and bit, “Don’t say my name, you moron.”
Goon One didn’t like getting smacked in the head and reared on Goon Two.
Goon Two dodged and kept biting. “I told you to tase her, not shove her in the car.”