Harper PoV
How long have I been here?
I don’t have the luxury of time. Becky needs my help. I promised to help her, yet here I am sitting in this dark and creepy basement, handcuffed to a pipe.
It already took us two long days to drive back to James’ place. A long and awkward drive marred by James’ constant interrogation and my unwavering silence.
I did promise to go back with him without a fight if he took me to Jimmy, but I did not promise to answer any of his questions.
Needless to say, he did not appreciate my silent treatment.
I raise my head and rest it on the damp wall…
“Three… Two… One…”
Here it goes again… Water droplets drip from the ceiling somewhere in this dark basement.
When James left me here in the dark, I cursed the silence…I hate it… Silence brings out the deepe
