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“Asher. Do you know his last name?” Officer Henderson begins writing down on his pad.

“No. Reed and Keaton would know. He went on a date with Tinsley a couple of months ago. Creep was trying to pressure her into sex, then suggested a threesome as soon as I entered the room. I had to knee him in the balls to get Tinsley out of there.”

“So you’ve had a previous interaction with this man before?” Officer Henderson questions.

I nod. “Yeah, I did. He kept making little comments to me while he held me down. Said how I was going to like it. It reminded me of how he spoke to Tinsley the night of their date.”

“Can you tell me anything else about what he did to you?”

Some of the night comes flooding back. “He held me down while Ingram poured something down my throat. I remember it tasting like alcohol. He stayed on top of me while they continued to talk. The last thing I remember is Ingram asking him how much he had given me. He said three. I think he said they were roofies.”

My head starts to ache as my mind continues to search for the memories of that night.

“Roofies? Is that what he called them?” Officer Henderson prods.

“Yes. I think so.” I moan and throw my hands over my head as a sharp pain slices through.

“That’s enough for now. She needs her rest. Ms. Covington? I’m going to give you something for the pain. Is that okay?” Dr. Ramb asks.

I look up at him. “My last name is Miller. Why do you keep calling me Covington?”

He looks to Alice, then back to me. “My apologies, Ms. Miller. Can I?”

He holds up a small syringe just as a second wave hits me. I moan out a yes before laying my head back, wincing in pain.

Cold fills my veins before I open my eyes slowly, feeling them become heavy once again.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. We’ll be right here when you wake up. Get some rest.” Alice pats my hand.

“Okay,” I mumble before a thought hits me. “Where’s Victoria?”

“She was here with you, but when Tinsley came, she went to check on Sterling.”

“Sterling? He saved me. He took me from them. I remember seeing his face and knowing I was safe.”

My eyes close as I slowly drift off to sleep.

“I think you can let the Brooks boy go.” Elijah’s voice floats to me before I give in to the darkness once again.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Islowly open my eyes to a dark room. For a moment, I forget where I am, jumping up to look around.

“Shh. It’s okay.” Reed leans forward in the chair next to the bed, reaching out to brush my hair back from my face.

“Reed?” I whisper in a small voice.

His hand stills as he glances down to my neck. Barely contained rage festers behind his eyes when he meets mine again.

“I’m here, baby. Get some rest. I won’t leave again. I promise.”

Adjusting the bed so I can sit up comfortably, I reach out for his hand. He immediately intertwines it in mine.

“What happened? I remember bits and pieces, but I don’t know everything.”

He lets out a sigh, dropping his head to his other hand. “I don’t know. Sterling hasn’t gotten released yet. I was hoping he could tell me more.”

Glancing down at our joined hands, I gasp as I find his red and bleeding. “What happened to your hand, Reed?”

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