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I find it somehow startling that he would admit to it so openly. In my experience, men like to lie to themselves, or at least, to me. To pretend that their desire is somehow to my benefit.“You’re gonna like this, Sarah. I know you want me, Sarah.”All that crap. There’s none of that with this asshole. He outright told me he intends to hurt me.
“I didn’t film that video. I didn’t post that video. You have the wrong person.”
“And I suppose you’re not the one demanding a hundred grand to not post more either?” he asks amiably.
I gasp. Shit. Whoever did this didn’t stop at invading their privacy, they’re also trying to steal their money.
“You’re wasting your time with me,” I assure him.
“It couldn’t have been anyone else, Sarah. You can cut the crap.”
“Why the fuck would I do that when it would be so easy to trace it back to me?” I argue evenly. “I’m not that dumb. You saw me and I knew that. I wouldn’t—”
“You did. Maybe someone made you do it—forced you, bribed you, I don’t know. But it couldn’t have been anyone else.” He’s utterly certain, righteous.
How can I make him see sense?
“The sooner you confess, hand over the recordings—all copies—and list the names of everyone involved, the sooner I can get you out of this.”
I shake my head. There’s no reasoning with him.
“You don’t know who you’re fucking with, Sarah. I’m your best bet. The others, after they realize you’re behind this?” He snorts. “Let’s just say there might be another body in the lake very soon.”
“See, this is exactly why I wouldn’t sign your stupid-ass paper,” I seethe. “I’ve done nothing. You have no proof. You just assume it was me because I was there. Someone framed me.”
“Who would bother?” he counters. “And how?”
Two questions I don’t have answers for.
“Do you have enemies? Someone who’d go this far to make you look guilty?”
Do I?
I certainly have someone invested in making my life miserable, but if he found me, if he knew where I was, he wouldn’t stay in the shadow, stand back. He’d get his hands on me again.
Nausea rises at the thought.
Marius sighs, scratching his chin. “I wish we could have done this the easy way, I really do. But I see I’m going to have to make you talk.”
I might be groggy, disoriented, exhausted, but for all that, I can tell.
He doesn’t wish for any other way. He delights in the prospect ofmaking me talk.
A shiver runs down my spine.
Whatever he has planned for me? It won’t be good.
14
MARIUS
She's looking at the glass I'm holding up to her face like it's a live tarantula.
"You need to drink,” I state.
"Right.” Never have I heard a single word infused with so much sarcasm. It’s dripping out of it like blood from a gaping wound. “Drinking something handed to me by someone who’s already drugged me seems likesucha wonderful idea."
I can’t believe even this is going to be a battle.
