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“I don’t care. Stay away.”
“He used to come here too, you know. He’s out of the country right now, but wait ‘til I tell him you’re here. I’m sure he’d love another chance with you for old time’s sake.”
He lunges for me. I dive out of the way, escaping him by mere inches.
The horror and panic that’s been plaguing me disappears.
Instead, I go into fight mode. I get mad. Furious at the situation and what’s being done to me.
I won’t let this happen. I won’t give up and let them make a victim out of me. They’ll have to tie me down and take it by force.
Stephen grabs a hold of my arm. I surprise him with the pair of beauty scissors I’ve kept hidden. I jam it into his arm and he releases a hoarse yelp of pain before letting go.
But the scissors don’t do much. He’s barely bleeding and they’re not sharp enough to cause him real injury unless he holds still enough. For me to truly lodge them into a more damaging location of his body.
My attempted stabbing only pisses him off more. He charges at me and tackles me to the bed.
I scream. He slaps a clammy hand over my mouth. Bucking and twisting against him, we roll off the bed and tumble to the ground with a hard thud. I throw an elbow back and hit in the head.
Despite the direct jab, he doesn’t let go of me. He holds on as I squirm and struggle some more.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” he pants. “I paid twelve thousand dollars to fuck you. Any way I want for the next two hours. I expect my money’s worth! Lay down and open those legs or I’ll get the—”
Stephen stops talking.
As he claws at me and tries to drag me back toward him, I’m scrambling to freedom. I’m snatching off my stiletto heel and then spinning around. I’m coming down on him, jamming the sharp heel into his eye.
A second passes where he doesn’t seem to register what’s happened. He’s stopped talking but lays still and lets silence fill the playroom.
Then comes his sheer horror at what’s happened. His scream at the top of his lungs and his shaky hands as he feels his face and the stiletto sticking out of it.
I stand back, breathless and shocked but unapologetic. While I’ll suffer for my disobedience, I’d do it again.
Iwilldo it again.
Before I can process what my next move is, the choice is made for me. Suddenly, the bloody fight inside the playroom seems like a small-scale confrontation compared to the outbreak of screams and gunfire beyond the walls.
The door springs open and a face I never imagined I’d see again appears, bloodied yet smiling.
“Delphine!” Brenda exclaims. “There you are!”
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“B-Brenda?” I stammer.
This has to be a dream. There’s no way…
“What did you do?” she asks, peering around me, at the incapacitated guy on the ground with a stiletto sticking out his eye socket.
I blink in disbelief. “What did I do? What areyoudoing?! How are you here?!”
“We’re breaking you out. Hurry!” She beckons me with the handgun in her grasp, then spins around and takes off.
Only another second passes before I rush to follow. I have no clue what the hell is going on, but if Brenda can help me escape this living nightmare, I’ll gladly accept the assistance.
The last time we saw each other, we weren’t on the best of terms. Months ago, I had been blackmailed about a dark secret of mine—of which turned out to be an orchestrated effort by Brenda and an old school classmate named Chester Bailey, hoping to bring down the elite in Northam. They claimed I was being targeted for recruitment purposes, though I can’t say I trust anything they said.
By the end of the night, two grisly murders had taken place, and I’d warned Brenda to leave the city and never return.
