Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

And she rushed forward, crouching down and running for
the back of the SUV.
What?
Will and I had no choice. We followed her, racing to the
rear of their car as she pulled the back door open and climbed
inside.
I shot a glance around us and inside the car to make sure it
was empty. The dome lights were already on since the guys
left the doors opened, so they didn’t notice when she opened
the hatch.
Jesus. This was stupid.
“Looks good,” I heard one of the guys say in front. “Only
she makes it right.”
GGingerly, Will and I climbed in after Rika, all of us sitting
and slouched, staying down and out of sight.
“This is dumb!” I mouthed to Rika.
She rolled her eyes and pulled the door closed but not all
the way.
“Try some,” someone said outside.
“Think I poisoned you?”
There was a pause as David or Lev probably taste-tested
the food for my father’s men, and then I heard David speak up
again.
“Where’s the vodka?” he asked.
The car rocked under us as someone dug in it for the bottle
they were trading.
“Splendid,” David finally said.
“New employers too good for the black market?”
“At least I’m getting fed well,” David replied. “You?”
There was silence and then my father’s guy asked, “This
time again next week?”
Come on, come on, come on…