I’m a problem.
A mess to clean up.
He also didn’t sound particularly surprised. This is valuable information. Perhaps Theo is known for doing impulsive things like kidnapping girls. Maybe that’s what happened to Megan. Eventually, these men are going to find out I’m not something that can be swept under the literal rug and forgotten.
I’m someone important.
Well, at least my dad is.
Pride surges through me. It’s not often I feel pleasure at having the Langston last name. In this moment, I’m incredibly grateful.
They can’t make me disappear without consequences.
A small, crazed laugh bubbles out of me. Then, because I can’t control it, I giggle until I’m crying. I just have to survive long enough to see justice served.
No one comes to my aid, even after my rollercoaster emotional meltdown in the box. For all I know, they can’t even hear me. If there were other captives nearby, I’d assume they’d have cried out to me.
I’m all alone.
My bladder throbs again despite uncontrollably releasing when the door was opened. All I want is a shower, a bed, and to pretend this never happened.
But it is happening.
I can’t pretend this reality away.
If only they’d have let me keep my purse. My captors aren’t stupid. It makes me wonder, though, if Bastian has tried to call. He’s never one to be ignored for long.
A raised voice has me freezing. My thoughts become laser focused as I strain to hear what’s being said. It’s deep and definitely male. I can almost make out another voice, also deep.
Are they having an argument?
“I didn’t know!”
The shout was loud and closer. My heart is pounding in my chest, making my ears throb too, but I’m determined to listen. I still my breathing and don’t move so I can make out what else is being said.
“…impulsive…”
“At least I have a pulse!”
“…won’t be pleased…”
The voices fade again. If I had to guess, it’s Theo defending his actions and Caius scolding him. Question is, what happens to me after this argument?
Maybe they’ll just let me go.
The stupidity of that thought has me shaking my head. These men are powerful people. Letting me go would cause even more problems.
I could offer to sign an NDA.
They kidnapped you, girl. They’re beyond following legalities.
“You tell him,” Caius growls from close by. “In the meantime, I’m going to try to fix this.”
A door slams after that, rattling my wooden cage.
Then the footsteps are back.
The jangling keys are back.