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“I’m right here, bubba,” I finally called from the floor, and Luke sent me a look that seemed to say,took you long enough to reassure him. “I’m okay.”
“Chloe!” Trick cried in relief. “Oh my God. Thank God. Get off the door, Hamilton, and let me in.”
“Jesus, I can’t, alright,” Luke muttered. “She…her body is literally blocking the door. You’ll hurt her if you open it right now.”
There was a pause, and then Trick asked, “Then how didyouget in?”
Luke rolled his eyes, obviously irritated that my brother was smart enough to question him. “I…I had to hurt her. Butyoudon’t have to.”
“Youhurther? I thought you said she wasokay!”
“I mean, she’salive,” Luke contended. “And conscious and all that shit. She’s just…you know… She’s seen better days.”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“Dude, did you find the fucking owner of thisNightmare on Elm Streethouse or not?”
“Yeah, he’s upstairs unconscious. Now, what’s wrong with my sister?”
“You knocked him unconscious?” Luke lifted his brows and nodded slowly as if impressed. “Sweet.”
“After what he did to Lucy and the baby, fuck yes, I knocked him unconscious. He’s tied up to his kitchen chair, not going anywhere until the authorities arrive. Are you going to tell me what he did to Chloe or not?”
“Probably not,” Luke answered bluntly. “So could you get us a couple of things while we wait for the cavalry to arrive?”
“You know, you’re not exactly reassuring me with your vague, non-answer answers,” Trick spat.
Luke sighed irritably. “Look. She’s hanging in there, okay? But it’d be real nice if you could fetch us a few things to make her a little more comfortable.”
“Things like what? What is wrong with her?”
“Okay, first, we need handcuff keys. See if you can find any handcuff keys. And then—”
“Did you just sayhandcuffkeys? She’s fucking handcuffed? To what?”
“And maybe a blanket or towel,” I went on ignoring his questions. “Or you know, if you could just find her clothes somewhere up there, that would be even better.”
“Oh Jesus.”
“Actually clothes and a towelbothwould be best. And—”
“Holy shit. Why isn’t she wearing her clothes? Where are her fucking clothes?”
When Trick tried to open the door again, Luke slapped it right back in his face.
“Why isn’t she wearing any clothes, Luke? What did he do to her?”
“Trick,” I called again. “It’s okay. I’m okay. He didn’t have time to do what you’re worried about, alright?”
Luke glanced back at me hopefully when I said that part as if he wanted to believe me but feared I was only saying this to keep my brother from freaking out.
“But I’m getting pretty tired of being stuck like this,” I kept talking. “So if you could find me a handcuff key and anything to cover up with, that would be awesome.”
“Okay, sis,” Trick called, and his voice sounded shakier than it had before. “Okay, I’ll be right back. You just sit tight. I love you.”
Tears filled my eyes. “I love you too.”
As his footsteps pounded back up the stairs, I narrowed my watery eyes at Luke. “Did you really have to tell him I was handcuffed and naked?”
