He riveted his eyes on her. She wore a pouty expression, staring at him, waiting for him to stop the car and let her out. A subtle curve formed on his lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He maintained the speed, ignoring her plea to stop the car. Catching her off guard, she slammed her back against the seat but clutched tightly to it.“You know this is kidnapping, Mr. Sterling,” she glared at him. “If you don't stop this car and let me out right now, I am going to jump off the car and blame you for it.”“You won't dare,” he uttered. “I already locked the door; you can't get off if I don't unlock it.”She tried, and the door wouldn't budge. “You have to let me go!”“Not until I know if you are a spy sent by Jake to stop me.”She raised a brow at him and folded her arms. “So you think I know this Jake that you are talking about? Who the hell is he?”“If you don't work for Jake, do you work for the fake FBI then?”Her brow furrowed, disbelief etched on her face. Who in the world would
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