“I remember how he stared at me, with cold dead eyes and an expressionless face.”
“You’ll let me cut you deep?” Joseph asked, with a chilling little smile.
“As deep as you want. You’ll get away with it too. No one gives a s**t about me. I know no one would even believe me, even if I told them. The agency is just happy to get me placed somewhere. They said this is my last chance or I’ll be living on the street. If you want to cut me a little, I don’t mind. Let her go and you can start right now. Isn’t her whimpering getting on your nerves?”
“I looked around the sparse room as I talked, but there was nothing within arm’s reach I could use as a weapon. Finally, Joseph lifted the knife away from Christine and unstrapped her from the table.”
“OK, Erik. Lie face down on the table.”
“I did e
