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Crazy bitch!

I wanted to scream but my mouth had of course been taped.

She smiled. “You know…I thought you were going to save my boy. You got him out of prison. He was coming home to me where he belonged.”

My eyes widened and I really took her in. The resemblance to her and her crazy son was so apparent now that I was pissed, I hadn’t seen it before.

“Now he’s gone. Worms are eating his body in some forgotten prison grave…because of you.”

A violent scowl twisted onto Gayles face and with a ferocious and swift strike, she lashed out. My head whipped to the side from the force of her hand, leaving my face stinging. She came over and pulled my face to meet her. I struggled against her hands, tears rising up from behind my eyes.

“It’s okay though, because I’m going to destroy you too,” she whispered. “I see what my son saw, though. You’re kind of pretty. Smart. When I would lay in your bed, I would replay and imagine this part…I didn’t see that biker coming though. You like the way he fucks you don’t you…”

I kept still. This woman was a violent psychopathic viper who was looking for any excuse. I just continued to glare at her. We were still in the dining room and I could see the silverware decorating most of the tables.

Fine dining equaled steak knives.

I just needed to get in position to get one without her seeing.

Part of me wondered where the innkeeper was, but I knew I needed to focus on getting out of this alive. The woman in front of me was insane with twisted anger. She was distracted and perhaps she would make a mistake sooner rather than later.

Zane,I thought.

He was probably taking care of his club and he’d be back soon.

He’ll save you, if you can stay alive long enough,I thought as my eyes drifted back to the nearest table. The silverware was so close.

Easing my eyes away, I decided to see if I could reason with her. I started moving my mouth and that was when she ripped the tape from my lips and I bit back an anguished cry.

“Gayle…”

She snapped out of her ranting and came in close, gripping my chin. Her fingers biting into my flesh, her hot breath wafted over me.

Oh, she’s been eating ass,I thought, my nose wrinkling in distaste.

“Shut your mouth you dumb whore,” she snipped. “You have ruined my life. My son’s life.”

I swallowed hard and tried again. “Gayle, can I tell you about me and Ryan’s last days together. Before you kill me, don’t you want to know about how we spent our time.”

She stepped back, and I worked my mouth around trying to alleviate the discomfort from her grip.

“You took Ryan away from me,” she laughed and it echoed sounding demonic and terrifying.

“Gayle, untie me. Please, let's talk about this,” I begged her. “There’s still time for you to just go. To leave!”

“You stupid girl, no one is going to leave here alive…”

Suddenly blue and white lights began to flood the room. I had never been so relieved to see a police presence in my life.

Realization covered Gayle’s face that she was caught. Real help was on the way.

“Help!” I started screaming. “Help!!!!”

Her eyes turned sharp as if they were razor blades and she backhanded me. “Shut the fuck up!”

She placed a fresh piece of gray duct tape back over my mouth and clapped her hands in glee.

“Remember, I’m an unsuspecting older white female, dearie,” she stalked off.

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