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A commotion in the other room catches my attention. I look up and see the governor barreling toward me, his face pale. He has armed officers with him who have their guns aimed at all the players in the room.
“What the fuck is going on, Sarah?”
I stand on shaky legs and face Mikal. “Santos Cirillo kidnapped me to add to his collection.”
I point to the girls emerging from their cells, looking terrified. He does a double take before really looking at them, noticing the similarities between us, no doubt. I know the cops noticed right away.
“Santos Cirillo?”
“Put your damn guns down. These girls have been through enough,” I yell at the cops before answering. “Yes. He kidnapped me.”
He looks shocked by the news that Santos didn’t die, which means I don’t have to kill him. After a moment, he rubs his hand down his face.
“I have dead bodies upstairs,” Mikal says, his face taking on a greenish tint. The man always was a bit of a pussy.
“One of them is Santos. I killed him when he tried to kill a four-year-old boy in my arms. The others were his men. They tried to defend their boss. My men did what any man would do. They shot first, protecting me and the boy.”
I see Rémy look at me when I use the termmy men, but he says nothing.
“The boy?” one of the cops asks.
“Asleep upstairs. I didn’t want him seeing any of this. We need ambulances. These girls need the hospital. The others out there, we’re too late to save, but I’ll be damned if I lose anyone else.”
Mikal steps closer, looking up at me with interest. “Who are you really, Sarah?”
I stare at him with dead eyes. “My name is SophiaMichelakis.”
“But…you died.”
“So did Santos, but here we are.”
He lifts his head and looks at my men, recognition dawning. His features harden when they land on Calix.
“Firearms are a direct violation of—”
“How’s Paul?” I question, naming one of his regular fuckboys.
His face bleaches white as he coughs to clear his throat.
“I can’t cover this up.”
“I don’t want you to. I just want you delay the information getting out until I’m ready. That and I may need to borrow Santos for proof of death purposes.
“And then what?”
“And then I want you to tell the truth. It’s what we deserve.”
“We?”
His eyes flick from me to the girls to the cells before understanding dawns. A flicker of pity in his expression makes me want to rip his balls off.
“These girls need the hospital, Mikal,” I remind him.
He jumps into action after that, ordering the cops into action before lifting his phone and making some calls. I take the keys from Calix as he goes to open the door next to me. I take over, sliding the key into the lock.
“Can you check on Zale?” I ask him quietly.
He hesitates before nodding, pressing a kiss to my temple before leaving. I open the door and step inside. I hear the girl’s breath hitch, but she doesn’t turn. I look at Rémy standing in the doorway. He must read my mind because he pulls off his shirt and hands it to me. I take it and close the door, not locking it but making it clear nobody else is to enter—not until the paramedics get here.
