“I sure as hell wasn’t okay,” Jeffery sang. “I got tied up and locked in a mofo closet by that rascal, Aidan’s cousin, Sam. I hate dark places, and I hate that boy even more.” Jeffery crossed his arms in a stew. “That nasty booger was hiding around the corner, waitin’ for you to leave before he jumped me.”
I clutched my chest. “That explains how Sam knew where to find me,” I half murmured to myself. “He must’ve heard our conversation.” My eyes slid over to Dom. “That night when you came to check on me, it wasn’t Aidan you saw. It was Sam. He had the ability to mimic anyone.”
“Oh dear lord! We had no idea.” Dom’s face took on a look of fright. “When I saw you in his arms, Jeffery and I assumed you were safe. We are so sorry!”
“Don’t blame yourself. How could you have known? The real Aida
