Chapter 41

Long, slender fingers danced across the keyboard. After a moment, he handed her the phone.

"Give it a try. This ring can speak too."

Jessica glanced at the screen. It was the same app Herbert had helped her download that night.

She froze, caught off guard.

Timothy pressed the phone into her hand, then bent down to gather up the fabric

on the table, stuffing it into his suitcase.

She stood abruptly and placed her hand firmly over his, stopping him.

With careful, practiced gestures, she signed, *I'm not going back.*

Timothy's face darkened at once, a flash of anger in his eyes. "I came all this way

to bring you home myself. What more do you want?"

The words had barely left his lips when his phone rang.

his suit pocket, he

answered immediately.

speaking to

brows knitted together. "What

a lot of blood. The last unit you arranged wasn't enough.

take care of it

the call and quickly dialed another number as he strode for the door. Moments

the door jarred Jessica from her thoughts.

it in the velvet box

tugged at her lips.

first time, Timothy had spoken to her almost gently. For one fleeting second, she'd almost believed he was sincere. She'd almost convinced herself that he bought her the voice-emitting ring because it bothered

fabric from the suitcase and hunching

***

he sped through the city. By the time he reached the hospital, Sheila was already out

her hand, his voice

and slipped. Timothy, I'm so useless.

eyes brimmed with

wound,

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