CHAPTER 33 - KIMBERLY
“NOW, WHICH OF you is going to come with Noelle and show her where everything is in the bathroom?”
Finally, a week after my abduction, it was my turn to shower. My hair hung around my chin in rat tails, and my armpits smelled disgusting. At least Peter didn’t skimp on the beauty products, and we were allowed safety razors to shave our legs.
Emma raised her hand. “I’ll go.”
“Thank you, Emma. It’s so awkward having an odd number, but don’t worry—we’ll be back to evens soon.”
Oh, hell. He’d found his M, hadn’t he? Another victim to come and join us in the dungeon. Who would it be this time? As well as a psychiatrist, we had a medical doctor in Fern, an artist in Brianna, and a scientist in Gina to name but a few. And how long before he swooped on his prey? A day? A
