Coercion by Amelia Wilde EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Amelia Wilde
- Language: English
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WHEN IT COMES TO NIGHTMARES, there’s a range.
My siblings getting kidnapped and held hostage—tied up next to some
kind of utility pole—is as bad as it gets.
“This is so bad.” I can’t see Will. Doesn’t seem to matter that he’s right in
front of me. “This is so, so bad.” He just promised he’d stay. That we’d find
them. My mind is taking longer to catch up. I’m afraid if I stop talking, I’ll
disappear. “When they were little, I would—I’d have dreams about losing
them at the grocery store. All the aisles would change places. I’d yell for
them, and—” Mia. My voice would come out in a pathetic whisper. Ben.
Please. Answer me. “I can’t yell for them now.”
Because they’re gone. It’s an ache in my stomach like a punch. Even in a
house this big, I can feel that they’re not here. No footsteps upstairs. No
voices. No laughter. Just my loud, shaky breath and pain in my gut.
Will’s hands stay steady on my face. “I know.”
“That note.” I’m going to relive this morning every time I wake up. The
empty beds. The note in Mia’s handwriting. Dad needs help. We’re sorry. Be
back soon!! “That’s all we have. How are we supposed to—”
“The note, and the photo.” Of course. The photo. The…ransom photo?
The hostage photo? There weren’t any demands. Just Mia with tears in her
eyes. Ben, pale and terrified. That utility pole.
The living room at the vacation house in Bishop’s Landing feels like a
movie set. It’s perfect, with plush, overstuffed furniture in a lovely
arrangement, like it was beamed here from a high-end furniture store. There’s
a fireplace. Morning light streams through tall, clean windows without a
single fingerprint. Not a single smudge to mar the day.
Both my hands are fists in his sweatshirt. Nothing I can do about that. If I
let go of him, I’ll lose myself completely. I’ve already freaked out. Screamed
into the fabric. He holds my face in his big, warm hands.
“Bristol,” he says. “Sweetheart.”
“We have to get moving.”
“You’re right, obviously. Of course. We have to get to them. I have to be
the one to do this.”
“We’re going to find them. They’re going to be safe.” Will said this
before, but he repeats it in a calm, patient voice.
“I lost them.” A flash of cold, buzzing panic crosses my chest. “I should
just—I should be the one to go. It has to be me.”
It’s always been me. I’m the one they depend on. I’m the one I depend
“Look at me.”
I’m already looking at him, but my vision’s blurred by fresh tears. I blink
them away again and focus on the blue-green color of Will Leblanc’s eyes.
This should have been a dream come true. It’s what I always wanted and
never thought I’d have. A beach vacation. Someone strong and solid at my
But not like this.
Not with the twins missing.
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