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I meet him at the door. “One of the spare rooms,” I tell him.

He drags her off, and I go back to my office. When he comes to me minutes later, I know he wants to ask questions, so I nod, allowing him a minute of my time. “Is everything okay?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” I ask.

“It’s just an odd request for you.”

“I’m bored.”

“This is the second woman we’ve brought to your home. It’s careless,” he says, his words rushing from his mouth.

“What difference will it make?” I ask impatiently. “She won’t remember me, let alone this house, by the time we’ve finished with her.”

He nods once. “We have a boat leaving in four hours. I’ll get her a place on it.”

The woman is terrified. She’s bound and gagged, with a cloth sack over her head. I whip it off, and she jumps in fright. The parts of her body on show are bruised, and it’s clear she’s been used for many months already. I pull her to stand and open the buttons on her dirty white dress. Taking a step back, I rake my eyes over her body. I tug her gag from her mouth, and she immediately spits out words in Arabic, telling me she’ll kill me in my sleep. I smile, answering her in her own language and telling her she won’t get the chance. I turn her away from me and force her to bend over the bed. She tries to shrug me off, but with her limbs tied, it’s impossible and she soon gives up.

I release myself, about to rip open a condom, when the door opens and Grace wanders in. Her face is buried in a book, so she doesn’t immediately see me, but when she finally looks up, her eyes fix on me and then the struggling woman. Her mouth opens slightly like she’s going to speak but thinks better of it. Instead, she remains there, staring at me.

“Get out,” I eventually say.

She blinks a few times. “What the hell are you doing?”

“What does it look like?”

“We had an agreement,” she says, looking angrier by the second. Her face flushes a deep shade of red and she drops the book on a nearby chair before folding her arms over her chest.

“Am I supposed to care about the rules you made?” I ask.

“Maybe not, but at least respect them.”

“You are nothing to me,” I remind her. “I don’t owe you a thing.” I shove the woman onto the bed and drop the condom. I’m losing interest with her standing here judging me. “In fact, you owe me for saving you.”

She scoffs. “How so?”

“Without me, you’d still be out there, slumming it in alleyways and eating from rubbish bins.”

She looks affronted. “I havenevereaten from a bin,” she hisses. “And I’d rather do that than be like you.”

“You don’t even know me.”

“I know you’re a piece of shit,” she yells. “I know you rape women.” I glance at the woman lying on her side, watching us with interest. “I know you kill people.”

I tuck myself away and fasten my trousers. “I kill people who deserve to die,” I tell her.

“And you rape women because?” She glares, waiting for me to answer.

“I don’t have to answer to you,” I snap, gripping her upper arm and shoving her towards the door. “Get out.”

“Lara would be disgusted,” she yells, trying to pull free. “She would have left you.”

I slam her against the wall hard and it knocks the breath from her. She winces, turning her face away to avoid mine as I move in closer. “I told you before, do not mention her name.”

“Or is that how she ended up here? Did you rape her? Was she one of us?”

GRACE

The fury running through his eyes is wild. It’s the reaction I needed to get him away from the woman he was about to attack. He forces me back into my room and onto the bed. “Stop talking,” he warns, his faces inches from my own.

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