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“I’ll make some food, the rest of us need to eat,” Gator says.
“I can get the room ready just in case,” Army says. He means just in case she’s hurt badly.
“We’ll go help Gator,” Gage and Noah take off after him, Zoe on their heels.
Hold on, Plum. Help is coming.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN
Plum
I wake up in the same bed as before, head still a little sore. I see that food has been left for me. I am hungry but I’m afraid to eat it. It could be laced with something.
I take a chance on the apple since it a whole apple. The water is in a bottle and still sealed. The other things on the plate, although they look good, I’m not going to take a chance on it.
I am relieved that there is a bathroom in my room, and I can do my business in privacy.
“Oh good, you’re eating. Don’t want you to waste away,” a man says from the doorway. He’s dark complected, gray hair. I mean he’s not bad looking but he’s still scary.
I say nothing. I’m not sure what will set him off.
“You have clothes in the closet and may take a shower or bath, whatever you like. I have friends coming to town and you will accompany me.”
“Today?”
“Yes, today.”
I’m not sure how long I slept or what day it is. I guess I’m thankful that it’s not like last time, that I’m not being beaten all the time.
He leaves me but locks the door. So I’m a prisoner, just not being hurt.
I shower and dress in one of the dresses that someone put in the closet for me. I chose the one that was the most demure, since the others are more revealing.
I see that everything I need has been left for me. There’s a brush and toothbrush. Some mascara. I make myself look presentable and hope that whoever we’re meeting might help me.
“Let’s go,” he yells from the doorway. As soon as I reach him, he latches onto my arm, dragging me through a basement and out into a garage. He tosses me in the backseat and climbs in after me.
“Rodeo Drive,” he tells his driver. We’re in California?
“There’s a quaint café we’re meeting my friends at,” he tells me. I keep quiet. I’m trying to put together a plan. Maybe I can go to the bathroom and sneak out. My hopes are dashed when I see men surrounding the building. No hope for sneaking out.
“Keep the car running,” he tells his driver. We walk into the café, and he orders coffees for both of us. We take a seat near the window. Weird.
There are people here, but if I tried to say something I’m sure he would shoot them and me.
“They’re here,” he says.
“Santorini,” I look up when I hear a familiar voice and stare into the familiar eyes of Sawyer. He’s with Pike.
Neither of them acknowledge me, though they know I’m here.Why are they here?
“Sawyer, Dominic tells me good things about you.”
“He’s a good man,” Sawyer says.What is happening?
“You can get me the deed?”
“Yeah, it’s at the house. You’ll have to come get it, I need help getting the last of the men off the property.”
