Laurie reluctantly stood in front of John while he sat behind his desk peering at her with glittering dark eyes. “Do you know what happened to the last girl who tried to run away?" he asked, baring his teeth.
She rolled her eyes and blew a raspberry in exasperation, to ward off any intimidation he wanted her to feel. She'd learned a few things from her customers.
John narrowed his eyes in warning. “I trust you don't want to end up like her. Her detached head floating on a lake."
That gave Laurie pause, but in the almost three weeks she'd been held against her will by John and his men, they'd never become violent with any of them. Except for the one time John had almost forced himself on her, but he hadn't tried it again. All the girls hustled their butts off and as long as they were mak
