In lieu of answering Valentine slammed the door in the girl’s
face, circling the car to get in his seat. The Commander folded the glasses off
his face and tossed the pair on the dashboard, leaning over the girl to reach
for her seat belt and force it in place.
“I don’t actually.” Valentine answered looking up once the click. You had to start cutting off
fingers to get results and he, for one, was the kind of man that would always
reach for the knife when he needed to. “I expect you to be difficult until you
get smart. Question is, how far are you going to force my hand until you get
smart?” Valentine pushed Lottie’s address in the GPS driving off the sidewalk.
Slamming the door in her face was one thing but when he leaned over and fastened her belt her heart began to speed up as her mind raced over where this was going. On edge Lottie watched his every move, his words taking longer to sink in as she realised he had put her address in his GPS, her address that he clearly already knew from memory.
“You can’t actually do anything to me,” she said brazenly after a moment, a slight waver to her voice. “Half my class saw you talking to me, there’s CCTV of you forcing me into your car. If I wanted to I could have you charged with kidnapping because I quite clearly am not coming with you by my own free will and…and you have my address memorised and in your car’s system.” Quite what she was trying to get at she had no idea beyond making it clear she knew, or at least doubted he could seriously hurt her.
Lottie's wild adventure 