“I will keep you somewhat whole, I promise, for I don"t want to lug you throughout our journey.”
“I"d rather die than be taken to your master,” I croaked. God, it hurt to speak.
Angelina laughed. “Oh, but I have no master. I have business associates, many of them. No one owns me. I"m the one who owns people. Maybe I can make you one of mine. Hmm-mm. Maybe I should turn you.”
The thought was terrifying, and I knew I was running out of time. I had to move, now.
now“Where"s Vicky?” Though I already knew. Either she wasn"t here or she was already dead. I refused to believe the latter, not without proof.
She tsked, amused. “You"re in no position to make demands, my dear.”
“Just tell me where she is. Is she alive?”
Angelina leaned forward and lowered her voice. “I"ll tell you this. You"ll
