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Ransom
I stood at the window, looking through the cloudy glass at the overcast sky. We were meeting Travis at midnight; a meeting that could change the course of my life—and Hailey’s. With any luck, it would change things for the better. As much as I despised Travis, and wanted justice for my father, I wanted closure more than anything. I wanted to put all of it behind us. I wanted him and his clan to just fade away into the woodwork.
“Are you coming back to bed?” asked Hailey. I could see her reflection in the glass. The sheet was wrapped loosely around her body and her blonde hair spilled across my pillows. For the first time since I’d met her, she looked relaxed. The constant worry on her face, the tension in her body, was gone. She looked content.
“Soon.”
I played bac
