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Impatient to reach Peter again, I get out of the tub, dress and open the doors to find Vladimir standing outside.
“Rafe said I could use your phone to try my brother,” I say.
He pulls out his cell, pulls up the number from the list of recent calls and selects the speaker option before handing the phone to me. The call goes straight to voicemail.
“Can I send him a text?” I ask.
Vladimir nods. I type:
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It’s Priscilla. Trying to reach you. Don’t have my phone still. PLEASE call back.
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FOR A SECOND, I CONTEMPLATEdarting into the bedroom with Vladimir’s phone and locking the door behind me. I wonder how fast I can dial 9-1-1 before Vladimir crashes through the door. Probably not fast enough. And if emergency response did show up, Rafe would just explain that it had been an accidental call. The stunt would do nothing except make Rafe angry, which I don’t want to do. I believe I’ll get further being his “good guest” than antagonizing him.
With a sigh, I hand the phone back to Vladimir. I go for a walk outside and try to come up with new ideas to get out of here, to alert someone that I’m being held captive, to persuade Rafe to set me free or at least give me access to my phone. But I only retread old thoughts.
Maybe I canbegRafe to let me have my phone. He seems to like it when I beg. If he doesn’t want my phone being traced to his property, I could use my phone elsewhere under the watchful eye of his thugs.
I think about how open Rafe was after we’d had sex. He wasn’t his stoic self. That’s the time when I should make my ask. Which means I have to get him to have sex with me again. Hopefully that won’t be too hard.
Glad that I have a plan, I go in search of Rafe.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Iam willfully seekingto have sex with a gangster. Granted, it’s for my own survival, but it feels off because I clearly don’t mind having sex with the guy. I must have a bad case of Stockholm syndrome? It’s nothing to take lightly. Victims with Stockholm syndrome have refused to cooperate with law enforcement and defended their captors. Would I do the same? Rafe belongs behind bars for kidnapping me, in addition to all the other stuff that he’s done as a triad member.
But then I think about all that has happened to Rafe and his family. How much should his history account for? It can’t absolve him of his choices, but was joining a triad his best chance of survival at the time?
I shouldn’t be caring so much about Rafe when I should be focused on me and Peter. I need to get myself out of here and contact my brother to figure out what happened to the Morelli.
Back inside the house, I find Vladimir.
“Where’s Rafe?” I ask.
