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For the first time since my mother died, everything makes sense. Although I understand Hunter’s dilemma, he was the one stupid enough to take a loan from the mob. Hasn’t he read any stories or watched a movie? Nothing good ever comes from them. When you owe the mob, you either pay them back, with interest, or wind up dead.
“Give me the money, Savannah. Tomorrow is your birthday, and it’s also the day my debt is due.”
“No.” My back straightens as he stops directly in front of me. “It’s my money for college and to survive after you slink back into whatever hole you crawled out of before meeting my mom.”
He raises his hand and backhands me hard across the cheek, causing me to fall to the ground. “Sign over the fucking money! I promise I’ll give you enough to go to college or whatever the fuck else you want it for, but I need to pay these people back.”
“Not my problem. Who the fuck borrows money from the mob and doesn’t know how to pay it back? They’ll kill you, Hunter.” I close my eyes tightly, willing the room to stop spinning enough that I can make it to my bedroom.
“That’s not an option. These people want their money or something else to cover my debt.”
Hunter reaches down and grabs my arm tightly, pulling me to my feet. We stand there in silence for a few moments before his eyes rake down my body, causing me to shiver.
“Maybe I can sell you to the highest bidder. You’re a little too fat for my taste, but I’m sure there’s someone out there who’d want to take you for a ride.”
My stomach rolls at his words. I knew Hunter had changed, but this is a whole new level.
“You can’t just sell me off to pay off your debts, Hunter. I’m a human being.”
“I can and I will.” Hunter drags me along behind him toward my room before shoving me inside. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of this sooner. Now I need to call the lawyer and let him know you took off. Maybe then he’ll give me everything I deserve. Then I’ll be rid of youandloaded.”
Without a word, he pulls the door shut behind him. My head is spinning at everything I’ve learned today. Hunter wants to sell me off to the highest bidder to pay off a debt while also taking my inheritance from me.
“He can’t do that, can he?” I mumble to myself before plopping down on my bed and resting my head between my hands.
In only a few more hours, I’ll be eighteen and can claim my inheritance. Hunter may have the house, but he can’t touch anything else unless I’m dead.
Can he?
I honestly don’t know the answer to that question. When my mom’s lawyer was going over everything with us a few weeks ago, everything was a blur. I only caught the important parts about the land in Tennessee and the money for school. Damn it, I should’ve paid closer attention.
I reach into my back pocket and pull out my cellphone before heading to Google. I may not understand what’s happening with my inheritance, but one thing is certain. I need to get out of here as soon as possible.
Without a second thought, I pull my phone out of my back pocket and dial Lisa’s number. I pace back and forth, praying that she answers the phone quickly.
Just as I’m about to hang up and dial again, she answers.
“Lisa, I need your help,” I say, just barely above a whisper in case Hunter is standing on the other side of the door. “I need to get away from here as soon as possible.”
“But that makes no sense, Savannah. Why do you—”
“I don’t have time to explain. Can you help me or not?” I cut her off, not wanting to waste another minute in this house.
I need to get as far away from Hunter as I can before his friends come to collect on their promise.
“Okay, but you’re going to have to explain to me eventually. Let me see how much cash I have.”
I hear something rustling in the background and a drawer opening and closing.
“I have about two hundred bucks in cash from my birthday hidden away. I can grab a couple hundred more out of the ATM if you need more.”
“That would be great,” I mumble.
Money makes the world go round, and Hunter has all of mine under lock and key. Besides my inheritance, locked away until I turn eighteen, he took my debit card for the joint account I had with my mom and gives me a set amount every day to keep up appearances. I could probably get the debit card out of his pocket after he passes out tonight, but then he’d know I took off. I want to get as big of a head start as I can before he figures out I’m gone.
“Do you have a car I can borrow?” I wince at my statement, knowing damn well I won’t be able to return it any time soon.
“You don’t plan on coming back, do you?” Lisa sniffles. “I knew things were bad since your mom died, but I didn’t think it was this bad.”
