WENDY’S POV
I paced round my tent in deep thought.
Fuck!
I was in deep trouble. I had gotten more than I bargained for and it scared me.
Knowing that I couldn’t walk away from what I had gotten myself into with Ermac, I found myself obsessively strategizing. I needed his favor, his trust, and maybe even his desire. The latter seemed like the easiest entry point. After all, the easiest way to make a man trust you is by satisfying him.
That night, I had to act. I needed to give him a reason to trust me before it was too late. If not, he might choose to dispose of me whenever he wanted. I wanted him to see me as useful. That way, he wouldn’t have the need to kill me even when we find Allison.
Before leaving my tent, I thought of what to do. Grabbing my knife, I sliced a clean line down
