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“Do you have all the medication you need?”
Now, this is the part I'm most confused about, my wellbeing. No one has cared about it before. I only became ill in the last three years I was withthem, but they never cared, and because of that I got worse.
“For now,” I answer. He doesn’t sound like a man that gives up. He sounds like a man with power, a lot of it. This man gets what he wants and probably doesn’t care who he hurts along the way.
"Tell me when you need more and I'll get it for you." He turns to look out the window. Even though I'm not looking at him, I can sense his movements. I've learned how to watch things around me, how people move, so I can tell more fromnotlooking at him in the face, what type of man he is.
“Do you want to leave?” he asks without turning to face me. His voice is quiet and tinged with sadness.
“Yes,” I whisper. I was safer out there alone, now I’m scared every time the door opens that he’s come for me. At least when I was out there I could run, here I’m locked away.
“How long have you been here in New York?”
“Year,” I tell him. I have no idea what these questions are for and how they’re going to help him, but he’s not leaving me alone.
“The report I read mentioned that after your parents, you moved in with your uncle.”
My body stiffens just thinking about him. As much as I can control my emotions around people, I shiver with a rush of cold blood moving through my veins because no matter what I do, his will always be inside me.
I can feel his eyes on me. They're watching me so close, and his breathing has also picked up, it's faster than before. He saw my body react and he knows that I still fear my uncle and he'll tell him.
"You should get some sleep; the bed will keep you warm." I hear Leo leaving the room and as the door closes I let out a long deep breath to relax my body a little. I still haven't found any cameras in the house. When he was at work, I looked everywhere, but not one was found.
He asked me if I cleaned the kitchen like he didn't know I would. My rules were to make sure the house was clean, food was ready on the table, and I was in bed when he clicked his fingers. I know the rules, and I don't think I'll ever forget them. I didn't make food as there was no food in the house. Someone brought food to the house about ten minutes before he came home and that wasn't enough time to make anything so I would have taken the punishment over serving bad food. But tomorrow is another day, and I'll make it right.
CHAPTER8
LEO
As I walkinto the office, Jackson calls to say that he’s going to be there before he has to get to court.
He arrives, and I dive right in. "What do you have?" I ask.
“Morning to you too, had a bad morning?” Jackson sits at the table in front of me.
“She slept on the fucking floor again without a cover and had one forkful of breakfast. So, no, I didn’t have a good fucking morning,” I tell him. I have no idea what I should be doing to make her feel like I’m not going to hurt her.
Jackson leans back and just peers at me, tapping his fingers on the arm of the chair. I have no idea what he’s thinking but I already know I’m going to tell him to fuck off with whatever comes out of his mouth.
"I couldn't find much about Hope after her parents. I found a report about a missing eight-year-old, that girl was Hope." Jackson throws the file on the table and I start reading it. "Her uncle took her home. She was there for two days, then this report was filed."
“When I asked about her uncle, you should have seen her Jackson. Her body changed in ways I’ve not seen before. Whatever happened to her, he knows.” I put the papers in the drawer so that no one else can see them.
“I can’t find him. He left the house when his wife died. I’m going to talk to his son later,” Jackson says as I look at my phone lighting up. I see my dad calling me. I’ll call him back in a minute.
“Have you foundhimyet?" There's only one man that I want to find, that I want to see the fear in his eyes, the same way he did with me, and I won't rest until I kill him.
"You and I both know he's not going to be that easy to find. If he were, he'd be dead by now."
I know Jackson’s right. Five years we’ve been looking for him. It’s been longer for me, but I wasn’t getting anywhere, so I had to get Jackson in with me. He can find people a lot quicker than me and he knows what the man is. I saved him from there, so he’s happy to help.
Hearing the door open, I glance over and I see Katie walking toward us. She stands by the table, and I see Jackson checking her out.
"You're a dick. You know that, right?" I turn to him, then back to Katie. "And you're a fucking tease when he's here, so if you want to keep your job, I'd think twice about walking in here when this dick is here," I tell her. Now if he wants to fuck her, he can, but he can do it on his own fucking time, not mine.
Katie gives me a little nod and leaves the office.
Jackson gives me the middle finger. “I’m a dick? You’re a fucking asshole to her. I’m leaving. I have a meeting about Hope.” Jackson gets up and buttons his jacket. “I’ll call when I’m done.”
