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“When I realized there was more going on in the club.”
She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her desk. “What do you mean by more?”
“Drug dealing… I heard William talk about that and I knew it was dangerous.”
“But it wasn’t the only danger that was waiting for you, was it?”
I lifted my head to look at her dead in the eyes before answering, “No.”
“Did you ever consider quitting your job and ending all your connections with the club?” she asked while twirling an expensive looking pen between her slender fingers.
“No,” I answered. My voice was quieter.
“Let me understand this, Angel. You knew that place was dangerous even before everything. Then why didn’t you thought about leaving that place?”
Her focus was totally o
n me, then. She really wanted to understand me, but also a part of her accusing me, making me feel like I was in a court, giving my statement… like I had to make her understand me if I wanted to be acquitted, to be proved innocent.
But how could I make her understand me when even I couldn’t figure out myself?
I took a deep breath before I gave her my usual answer, “I don’t know.”
January 16, 2014
I was walking on the streets without any purpose other than clearing my head. The weather wasn’t as cold as it used to be, the sun was showing its face and coloring the sky with a faded orange as it was about to set soon. I took out my phone from my purse, wanting to listen to music and maybe take a photo of the sky, but I didn’t get to do either because there was a message… from Mike.
I touched the screen and the message was clear:
*We need to talk. Call me, let me know where you are, I’ll pick you up and then take you somewhere.
Please, Angel.*
If I didn’t felt any attraction toward him I would’ve deleted the message and moved on. But I was attracted and I wanted him to apologize for the way he treated me. Also, I couldn’t lie to myself, I was touched by the last line of the message –I could hear his Southern accent caressed my name on his tongue, a raspy but soft tone of his voice… and I was sold.
*Pick me up in front of the Pike Market.*
After I hit the send button, I considered the idea of letting Dawn know my whereabouts, but she would’ve asked for a long explanation; I decided against it.
*On my way.*
Another message popped up and I quickened my step to reach the market, where I told him I would be, but before I could turn the corner I saw his truck coming toward me and I stopped walking.
“Get in, Cupcake,” he opened the door from inside when the car stopped just in front of me.
And I did… I got in the car to travel to my personal hell.
I was too late to stop the needle pushing through my vein and I was too weak to fight with the darkness that took control over my body.
January 17, 2014–Day 1
“Mike… why did you bring me here?”
“This is my home, Angel. Where else would I take you?” Mike answered, smiling. He looked so calm like this was totally normal for him.
He ruined the last girl and his eyes already found another target.
“I want to go. Where are my clothes?” I asked, trying to stand up. My legs were still numb I could only lift myself to the bed.
