Chapter Thirteen
Oh, lover boy, Meghan’s voice echoed in his mind. The taunt was followed by a graphic image of Claudia falling from the high-story balcony.
“Claudia,” James gasped, feeling a rush of fear rippling through him. As suddenly as it came, it disappeared, leaving an emptiness so terrifying he thought he was dead. He looked at his brothers. The elevator seemed to go too slow but he couldn’t make it climb to his suite’s floor any faster. He and his brothers had gotten on it only seconds after James felt Claudia call to him in fear, begging him to come back to the room, to save her. He tried to answer but had no way of knowing if she could hear him. Grabbing his chest, he panted for breath.
“What is it?” Ian demanded. His dark brown, shoulder-length hair was pulled back to the n
