Chapter 235: Melody, Liman

Friday. Ibiza Town, Ibiza.

MELODY STARED DOWN AT their hostages. The first poor soul who'd been stupid enough to follow her. She'd walked straight up to the guy, flirted, touched his arm and the man had gone with her.

Grant had come out of nowhere and clocked the hell out of the guy so hard she'd thought he was dead.

Their second hostage hadn't gone down as easy. He'd seen where his friend had gone, followed and though Melody and Grant thought they were ready for him, they hadn't been. They'd taken a bit of a beating before getting the best of the guy.

The third they'd grabbed on his way back to the house, catching him completely unaware.

They all had those pills on them.

"I can't understand what they're saying." She held out the hand-held radio to Grant.

He shook his head. "I'm not going to understand either."

"Is this enough?" She glanced at their prisoners sitting bound on the garage floor of the vacation house. It was hard to gauge the worth of a man she didn't k