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“Are you going to talk, or is this a staring competition?” she asked.
“I saw the records,” Hunter said.
“Records?”
“Yes. What you reported. I know you had Logan arrested and sent to prison.”
“I didn’t,” she said. “Logan had never done anything to me.”
“Then why is it his name all over them?”
“I don’t know what it is you think you saw, but I didn’t report Logan. He was a bully, sure. He hung out with that piece of shit, but he never hurt me, not really. Not until now.” She pressed her lips together.
There was no way she could trust Hunter. He worked for Logan, and in doing so, he could be working for Luke. She wouldn’t underestimate any of the men that had currently fallen into her life. They were all in their own ways, monsters.
“You’re lying.”
“I’m not lying. You seem to think you have some gift to tell when I am or I’m not. Show me what you think you’ve read. I know who I reported, and it wasn’t Logan.” She tilted her head to the side. “You don’t like this, do you? It’s why you’re here.”
“I’m here for my own reasons.”
“Yeah, but you want some information. You don’t like Luke, do you?” She was hopeful. “Do you like any of his friends?”
“What I think and feel is none of your concern. The clothes are there for you to use, and I suggest you do.” Hunter took a step back from the bed.
“Am I getting out of here alive?” she asked.
“Logan has no plans to kill you.”
“Just to ruin me?”
“The same way you ruined him, but with a touch more elaboration.”
“Whatever it is you think you know, you’re wrong.”
“I don’t know anything.” He laughed. “Try to get some sleep.”
“How long are they staying?” She didn’t want to have to show weakness, but while Luke was in the house, she feared for her life and if showing it to Hunter helped her in any way, she was willing to do it.
“Who?”
“His friends.”
“Yes. They’ll be here until Logan needs them elsewhere.”
Hunter walked to the door, opening it.
“Who exactly is in charge?” she asked.
Hunter closed the door again, turning toward her.
“When we were in high school, Luke was the one who called all the shots. Who told people how it was going to be and what he was going to do. What about now? Does Logan still do as he’s told?”
“Logan is the one with all the power and all the money. He’s the one running the show.”
She smiled. “I guess we’ll see.”
Hunter stared at her for a couple of extra minutes before leaving.
Once she was sure he wasn’t coming back, she climbed out of bed and scrambled to put on the clothes. She tugged up her pants and pulled on the shirt. There was no underwear, but at least she now had clothes on.
Climbing back into bed, she put the blanket up to her neck, staring across the room. It was dark outside, and her heart raced as the sounds of the night surrounded her. Every little bump and creak, she had to wonder if Luke was coming after her.
She hadn’t seen him in twelve years either. The man had sent her pictures throughout the years. There was never any return address, but she knew they were from him.
Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes.
If she had to face them again, she was going to need her sleep.
The hours ticked by, and still, she didn’t sleep. Every now and then, she’d nap for a couple of minutes, but the fear would come back, threatening to consume her. She couldn’t just fall asleep. She had to be on alert.
At the first rays of sunlight, she climbed out of bed, made it, and went to the bathroom. After using the toilet, she washed her hands and splashed water onto her face.
Logan hadn’t even provided her with a toothbrush or toothpaste.
She cupped some water, sipping at it, swilling her mouth and spitting it in the sink. She was going to have to ask for some of the simple pleasures in life.
Lifting up, she found herself once again staring at her reflection.
“You can get through this. It’s nothing.”
The entire town had left them alone. If they knew where she was, no one was coming for her. Her parents were already dead, and she hadn’t made any connections with people nearby to her.
Whatever was about to happen, when it did, they wouldn’t care. Logan could kill her, throw away the key, and no one would care. She was all alone in this. She thought about Grant. It was so stupid to even be thinking about him at this moment.
Did he know where she was? Did he even care?
Why are you even thinking about him? What connection you had to him was long gone. He used you for his boss.
