Page 5 of Carver's Obsession

“Who the hell are you?”

Jesus, even their voices were vicious.

“I … I…”

“Name,” he barked. “Now.”

“It’s Eeeerica,” she stuttered.

“How did you get on the compound?”

“There’s a hole in the fence.”

“I’ll have to check on that. Now, why the hell are you camping here?”

She knew she needed to tell the truth. “I’m looking to see if a woman by the name of Jana lives here.”

“And what do you want with her?”

“Does she live here?”

“Yeah. She’s Gunner’s old lady.”

Erica’s brows snapped together. “I don’t understand.”

“It doesn’t matter. What do you want with her?”

“I don’t really need to see her. Can I give you an envelope to give her?”

“Why can’t you do it?”

“It would make her uncomfortable having me here. I was trying to find a way to have someone else give it to her. I thought about the mailbox, but there’s important stuff in it from our mom.”

The man’s eyebrows rose. “You’re her sister?”

“I … yes. I guess you could say that, but we’re not a family.”

“What does that mean?”

“Carver, man, Striker wants to see her,” another man behind him said. When Erica looked, she saw that there were several men around them.

Oh, God, she could be gang-raped so easily. It was something she hadn’t thought of. “So, can I give you the envelope?”

“No,” Carver said. “The boss wants to see you.”

Erica swallowed. “I’ll leave right now. I’m sorry I trespassed. I didn’t hurt anything. I promise.”

Carver nodded. “We know that. We’ve been watching you the whole time.”

Erica’s mouth dropped open. God, the thought of being watched without her knowing scared the shit out of her. “Why didn’t you try to talk to me at the beginning?”

“Because we wanted to see what you were up to. The fact that you haven’t had a drink or anything to eat made us decide to bring you in now.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. I’m just fine.”

“You were crying,” one of the guys said.

“I … I’m sorry.”