She’s vulnerable right now and she lashes out when she feels cornered.
“No you’re not a child, but you are thirsty. I’d rather you have some water before I begin the tale.” He told her calmly.
She sat back and accepted the glass of water. It was cool and refreshing. She drank greedily. She swallowed the last of the water and handed the glass back.
“Okay, now tell me what happened.”
“How much do you remember?” He asked instead, sitting on the side of the bed next to her.
She searched her memories. Some things still felt foggy, probably from whatever drug Harvey had been forcing into her veins. She rubbed her arm and looked down at the marks on the inside of her elbow.
“Oh my god, Harvey was drugging me with something. It was making me sleep.” She tried to explain, but Garrett just pla
