Page 77 of Enthrall
Richard gestured for me to turn around. “We won’t touch you. I promise. Nor will there be anything sexual during this session.”
Session?
My mouth went dry.
Cameron observed us both with a critical intensity.
My thoughts drifted back to last night, the way Cameron had sliced his knife through his steak, blood tinged juices oozing. There was something dangerous about his precision. He’d have made a good surgeon, but no, he’d chosen psychiatry and was now using his unnerving expertise to dissect me.
“We believe you may have a better understanding of what we do if you get to spend a few minutes with us. Down here,” said Cameron.
Oh fuck.
“You’re always fantasizing about what we do,” he said. “And what kind of people we are. How about we put that mystery to bed.”
“You won’t touch me?” I glanced at Richard.
“We’ll just talk,” said Cameron. “You have our word.”
“About what?” I said.
“Let’s start with this room,” said Cameron. “How do you find it?”
I felt lightheaded.“Empty.”
“So we have no choice except to go within,” he said.
My hands trembled. “Have I done something wrong?”
“Of course you would think that,” said Cameron. “You have low self-esteem. Gauged by your level of confidence, you also have abandonment issues.”
“Abandonment?”
“Your parents abandoned you.”
“They died. They didn’t abandon me.”
Cameron folded his arms.
I wondered if this kind of body language was used to intimidate. They were both standing in this pose. I tried to read Cameron but his gaze held the ground, his thoughts seemingly far away. There came a real desire to please them both and make them drop this posture reflecting I’d disappointed them.
I hated the silence. “Anyway, I’m over all that now.”
Richard’s expression remained impassive.
“That’s good to hear,” said Cameron. “May I approach?” He motioned slowly with a raised hand. “At no time will I touch you.”
I gave a nod of permission.
He closed the gap between us. “Let’s have some fun. You can ask Richard any question you like. Let’s say you get five or six of them. In exchange, I’ll ask you ten questions. I know you’re dying to know more about him. This is a perfect opportunity. However, you don’t ask him anything about his life before he came to work at Enthrall. Understand?”
I blushed. How far would I be able to go with this and not faint with embarrassment.
“Mia, you go first,” said Cameron.
This was ridiculous, like schoolgirl silly, like no way was I doing this.
“Ask him,” said Cameron sternly.
