Chapter Twenty-Eight
Arabella
I’d been in the trunk for so many hours that by the time the car stopped and the trunk opened, it was dark outside. “We’re stopping here for the night,” the man said. He untied me and took the gag out of my mouth. “You make a sound, and I’ll stick you with my knife and put you right back into the trunk.”
I nodded, knowing better than to test him. He helped me out of the truck, and I saw that we were at a sleazy motel. My legs barely worked since I’d been in the fetal position the whole time. I wasn’t about to take off running any time soon.
I had to hang onto the man so I wouldn’t fall down. He took me into a small room with two twin beds, locking the door behind us. “Can I use the bathroom?”
“Yeah. Take a shower. Do whatever you want. There ain’t no wind
