Rebecca reached out and lightly ran her fingertips down Heather’s cheek. It was far too intimate a gesture but Heather didn’t shy away. She wanted this more than anything tonight. “This will be private. For now at least, like I said. Do you know why I brought you here? I mean, exactly why?”
“Not entirely,” Heather answered with a glance at Nick who had been listening to the conversation but had remained silent while drinking.
“You’re the choice,” Rebecca told her as she picked up her phone and activated the screen. She opened an app and displayed the screen to Heather. It was a simple countdown. Only thirty minutes remained.
“I’m the choice?” Heather was confused.
With an annoyed sigh Rebecca explained. “In just,” she glanced at the phone, “twenty eight minutes and thirty seven seconds
