Chapter 9

“Leah!”

The roar echoes through the house.

Aaron is home.

And he is in a bad mood.

“I have to go, Adam. I’ll call you soon.”

“Wait! There’s something-”

I click off the phone and shove it into the back pocket of my

jeans.

Then I run down the stairs-it’s way easier going down than

up-and follow his hollering to the study.

Aaron is at his computer. He motions for me to sit beside him.

I hold my breath.

Being alone with this man…does something to me.

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maybe it is my imminent death that has me

hard.

time? And

of starvation and I wouldn’t tell him. I cast him a rueful smile.

tell him now?

very

locking me away

other awful tactic.

the main packhouse,” he tells me.

of missed calls from him.” When I was imprisoned my phone died and I wasn’t able to

sure you call

been tracking and I go and sit near him

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