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ZOE

“Dead?”

“Yes, dead. D.E.A.D.” She spells it out for me.

“I have no idea who you are.”

Ruby’s eyes narrow at me. “Now you’ve escaped. You’re too good for us?” Her voice is laced with anger.

“No, of course not. I genuinely have no idea who you are.”

Her green eyes study me as unshed tears glisten. “You turned your back on us. We made a promise that if anyone escaped, we would send for help.”

“You’re in trouble?” I ask her my voice raising in surprise.

“Are you joking? Have you seriously forgotten what they do to us?”

“At the agency?”

Ruby’s brows pull together even tighter. “You know there’s no fucking agency, Sapphire.”

“My name is Zoe,” I bite back.

“Zoe. Sapphire. Whoever the fuck you are, you abandoned us. You are out dressed in designer clothes, probably on the arm of some billionaire living your best life while we are stuck livinga nightmare,” Ruby spits at me. Tears fall down her cheeks and her arms wrap around herself as she begins to shake.

“I don’t know who you are, but you seem to know me. If you need my help, I’ll help you. Tell me what you need me to do?”

Ruby stares at me then her face falls. “You honestly don’t know who I am?”

I shake my head. “I had an accident a couple of months ago. I’ve lost my memory. I’m sorry I don’t know who you are. But I’ll help you if you need it. Is that man hurting you?”

Ruby gasps. “Shit, Saffy, you’re serious. You need to run. Do not ever come to something so public like this ever again. Please hide.”

Chills slide down my skin at her warning.

“Why would I run? Please, tell me, I need to know. I don’t know anything. My memory is hiding my past from me.”

“Then do not ever open it, Saffy. If you have been able to forget about what has happened to you, then leave it well alone.”

The panic on her face scares me as my tears begin to fall.

“Shit.” Ruby looks around. “We have to make this quick. You never know who is lurking in the darkness.”

I look around the garden through a different set of eyes after Ruby’s ominous warning.

“After I’ve told you, you need to run. You hear me. Run as far away as you can and when you are safe send help for us. Once they know you are alive, and you aren’t dead like they needed you to be, they will not stop until you are. No one leaves them and lives to tell the tale.”

I’m supposed to be dead.

Ruby reaches out and grabs my hand with hers, they are shaking.

“You were brought to the agency about six months ago.”

I frown.

“They think giving it a professional name doesn’t make these men think they are doing anything wrong by hiring us,” Ruby explains.

Hiring us? My eyes widen. “I was a prostitute?”