Page 8 of Dark Reasons

I don't have many options, but I consider them anyway.This might be my last chance to get away from him. Once I'm in his car, who knows what he'll do.Wasn't the main piece of advice about kidnappings to never get in the car? To scream and fight to insure someone hears so they'll see what's going on?

My pulse is rapid enough that I feel the vibrations in my teeth.Do it. Scream. The cops will come, or someone in one of these buildings will hear and they'll record it with their phones, get his license plate, or just... just...

"Jamison."

"What?" I startle.

"My name," he says, shoving me through the driver-side door, all the way cross to the passenger side. "It's Jamison."

I'm too stunned to gather myself before he shuts us inside. The engine rumbles, the car exiting the alley and onto a back road behind a row of warehouses, and I've barely straightened up in my seat. "You did that on purpose."

"Did what?" he chuckles dryly.

"Told me your name to catch me off guard."

"If you'd screamed," he says, looking straight ahead, never at me, "I would've had to kill whoever saw us. Consider other people's lives before you act,Selena."

He drawls my name, reminding me that he has it the way I now have his.

The only other thing that we've shared is the murder of a man.

I picture Sanderson sprawled lifelessly on the carpet, his neck split apart like an open letter.

"When do you think they'll find his body?" I ask.

"Hopefully not for a few hours. Nobody saw him go into your room but me."

I tuck my chin against my neck in horror. "Wait, you saw that? Were you watching me the whole time?"

Jamison darts a quick look at me before eyeing the road. "We'll be driving for a bit. Make yourself comfortable. Put on some music, whatever you like."

I don't touch the radio.

He was watching me.

How long was he watching me?

It's funny to think how frustrated I was when he wouldn't give me his name. It seemed like such an important bit of info, but now it means nothing. I have a hundred more questions.

But he hasn't killed me yet.

I guess I'll have time to work on getting answers.

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