CHAPTER 9
Savannah
No.
Just. No.
I stare at the door, slack jawed, waiting for him to swing it back open and say just kidding.
But he doesn’t. Because I think that psycho was being serious.
But…married?!
My brain can’t even wrap around the thought.
Why would he want that? How would that be useful to him at all?
And why would I ever agree?
I wouldn’t.
I would never.
I don’t even know him. I don’t even know his last name.
I glance around the massive bedroom. And standing here, finally alone, it all hits me.
I’ve been kidnapped.
No one knows where I am. No one knows that I’m in danger.
And I saw a man kill someone tonight.
Well, technically, I didn’t see anything. I heard two male voices. I heard something pop. And then…
Images of Lee’s dead body fill my vision.
The blood.
