But now, lit by the moon and backlit by the ocean mist, his expression twisted into something grotesque. His eyes glimmered, his face split into a grin that made my stomach curl.

“Well, well,” Jimson said, slowly stepping closer. “You’re prettier up close.”

I froze as he crouched beside me, lifting a hand to stroke my

cheek. His fingers were cold and greasy. I turned my head away, gagging under the tape. He laughed and sniffed the tips of his

fingers, like a man savoring a meal.

“I don’t think you are hoping that someone’s gonna save you,

are you?” he whispered. “Nobody knows where you are.“”

I could hear my pulse pounding in my ears. Yve stirred inside

me, frantic. I told her silently–break the chair, do something,

anything.

But she was weak. My body was already aching from being

bound for hours, maybe more. I didn’t know how long I’d been

here.

Then the chair creaked under me. I shifted just enough to make


one leg wobble. Jimson turned his back briefly, laughing at his

own joke. I leaned my weight hard against the weak leg.

Chapter 30

Crack.

The old wooden leg snapped, and I fell hard onto the ground,

coughing from the dust that rose around me. My arm burned

from the angle, but I didn’t care.

dropped to his knees

run?

“You’re

right here, nice and

stroked my thigh

of his hand. My skin crawled. I tried to


ankles held

mind screamed. But my face stayed blank. If I

I

else.

eyes lit up. “Oh? You want to

pretending to be afraid—no, pretending

the stairs

floor and made a face like I was disgusted.

down too.

here?” he said, mocking.

I forced another nod.

Chapter 40

into something almost

But don’t


ankles but kept the long end wrapped around my neck like a leash. “One wrong move,” he warned, “and I’ll throw you

ever find you.”

was thinking about the phone in his back pocket. It had rung twice now–short

were calling him. Not because he was my captor. But maybe because they’d figured it out.They must have checked the factory

during

the walls narrower. Jimson’s phone kept buzzing in his

using the dim

for a light

when I saw

Its jagged edge gaped open

dusty hallway.

black and endless.

That was


in

“Are you with me?”

was sharp.“Better to fight than

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