Chapter Twelve
Emma
Nothing made sense. I wasn’t hurt and I wasn’t going to be, definitely not by the men who took me. Once I’d been put in the car, I was told I would not be harmed—I was being hidden for my own safety. If I’d have seen their faces through the dark, I’d have known who they were. There was no mistaking the Chandler charm. Ian, one of Glenn’s other sons who happened to be my age, had taken the poker to the side of the arm, while his twin brother, Bryce, held me back from doing more damage. That was when Glenn appeared and said it was time to go. We were headed to one of his other houses.
Was I scared? Hell yeah, but not for my life. I was terrified of the unknown. That was why, the next morning, I was afraid to open the bedroom door. I didn’t know if I was ready to know w
