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I nearly laughed at the look of confusion on his face as I slid the key into the lock, contorting my hand in the process. My tongue poked out the side of my mouth as I concentrated on the task at hand.

“Where did you get that?”

“From your pocket,” I said, swinging the door open when it unlocked.

The baffled look on his face was all worth it. I could have let him get the door open, but this was more fun. He ducked down as a bullet struck the cell, probably terrified that his sister was going to die of kidney failure all alone. I scurried out, putting my body in front of his, making sure no one accidentally shot him.

“Come on, ladies!” I shouted, waving them out. “Just stay against the wall so no one shoots you!”

“How do we know it’s safe?” one of them asked.

“They’re a security company. They won’t shoot you unless you try to kill them. So…don’t try to kill them.”

As expected, Eli came storming over with a gun raised at Dean. Thankfully, I was standing in front of him because the way Eli was staring at him, it was clear he was out for blood.

“Don’t shoot!” I shouted, raising my hands in the air.

“Sarah, get the fuck out of the way,” he snapped, his jaw clenched hard as he stared at the man who was just trying to take care of his sister.

“Eli,” I warned. “Don’t make me kick your ass,” I snapped. “This is Dean. He’s a good guy. You can kill everyone else, but not him.”

“He kidnapped you!”

“No, he held me. There’s a difference. And he had a good reason. See, his sister needs a new kidney. He’s just trying to help her.”

Eli’s eyes widened for a moment, and then he lost it. “Would you stop making friends with people that are trying to kill you!”

His teammates came rushing over, tackling Dean to the ground. I sighed heavily, knowing I was going to have to really work to get Eli to forget this whole thing. When they wrenched Dean’s arm behind his back, I lost it.

“Okay, you’re going to have to stop hurting my friend.”

Kavanaugh looked up at me like I was weird. Which I was, but that wasn’t the point here. “I’m sorry, did you want me to gently restrain him?”

“Actually, I was hoping you could just let him go,” I said, slowly leaning over and slipping the zip ties off that Kavanaugh had yet to tighten. He watched in amazement as I grabbed Dean’s hand and pulled him to his feet. “Now, I know you all think Dean is a bad guy for holding me in this horrible cell, but he’s just trying to make it in a hard world.”

“Do you hear yourself?” Eli snapped. “The man would have sold you as a sex slave.”

“Yeah, but I might not have even been bought. According to Dean, I’m too old, which really sucks. I’m not that old, but too old to be a sex slave? Since when is knowledge a bad thing?”

It was so quiet in the room, you could hear a pin drop, and then Eli exploded. “I don’t know if I should be pissed that you have so much experience, or that you’re mad that you wouldn’t fetch enough money!”

“She’s right, though,” Red said. I really liked him. He seemed to have a solid head on his shoulders. Eli did too, but he was too focused on what he perceived as me messing up. “Everyone puts such a high price on looks, but why not experience? I’m sure you’ve given enough blow jobs to be proficient.”

“Oh, I’ve—”

“No,” Eli snapped. “We are not talking about the number of blow jobs you’ve given.”

I rolled my eyes. “Like I actually counted. But yes, it was enough to be really good at it.”

“Can we just take this guy out and call it a day?” IKE asked as he walked up. “I’m already bored.”

I gasped and shoved Dean further behind me. “You will not kill him. He has a sister to take care of. She’s sick!”

“That doesn’t excuse what he did to you,” Eli snapped.

“No, but have some understanding!”

“Oh, you’re all full of understanding,” he said, throwing up his hands, “when you’re kidnapped or strapped to a bomb!”

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