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In the last few seconds before her footsteps signal her return, I mourn for what I’ll never have. The relationships I’ll never cement or resolve. I mourn for my sisters, my new friends, and my Redleg team.
And for Cal.
I hope he finds love again. He deserves happiness.
When Lisa rounds in front of me, I inhale deeply and meet her gaze head-on. No matter what she does to me, I won’t cry. I won’t yield to this evil bitch. Irefuseto give her the satisfaction of breaking me.
I’ll go out on my terms.
My way.
Fuck. That’s a Frank Sinatra song.
Damn you, Calvin Klein. I’m going to miss you and your surprisingly good old-man music.
“I’m surprised you didn’t comment on the location.” She lets her eyes search the room, sweeping from side to side and from top to bottom. “Feels familiar, right?”
A rock lodges in my stomach, and my abdominal muscles pulse and cramp around it.
As I scan my surroundings again, I realize we’re in a half-constructed home. Far too similar to the one I found Portia in after he…
My mouth loses all moisture, like it’s been stuffed with cotton.
“How do you know about that?”
“Mia, you aren’t the only one who can uncover secrets. I know everything about you.”
My head snaps back and forth vehemently. “No.No.You can’t.”
“But I can, and I do.”
“No. That’s where you’re wrong. People are more than documents and images on a screen. You’llneverknow me. And you’ll damn sure never break me.”
She huffs an aggravated breath, her shoulders rising and falling in a showy fashion. “We’ll have to see about that.”
She pulls out some sort of tool kit, unrolling the leather wrap to reveal an assortment of implements.
It’s a pumpkin carving kit for torture enthusiasts.
My hands and ankles are bound. I’m at a construction site on a Sunday. No one will be reporting to work for a half-day or longer.
I’m well and truly fucked.
All I have in the arsenal is my thick skull if she comes close enough for a headbutt. But unless she’s knocked unconscious so I can roll in my chair out of the house and down the street, that won’t be much help.
I’m still gonna do it if I get a chance.
I might not walk away, but she’ll have an ugly goose egg for my troubles.
She holds up a pair of medieval-looking pliers, wiggling them in front of my face. “Ready to talk?”
“Lisa, you already revealed your plan to me. Either way, I’m going to die painfully. So if it’s all the same to you, I’ll keep my secrets. Thanks for playing, though. Don’t forget to tip your server and bartender before you go.”
I gasp and yelp as she grabs a fistful of my hair. “I like it better when my boyfriend does that.”
“Shut up, ass whore.”
Oh, that’s right. She saw me and Cal having nakey-nakey time.
