"How could she stoop so low?" I whispered, more to myself than to the manager. "Oh God, Kelly." I ran from that lobby like my life depended on it, heading straight for the police station. Kelly would be there giving her statement, and I needed to see her, needed to make sure she was okay, needed t
DANNY When Maia first appeared at our hotel like some ghost from my past, I was genuinely surprised. Pleasantly surprised, if I was being honest. It was years since high school, and seeing her again brought back a flood of memories - most of them good. What I noticed immediately was how dismissi
"Maia!" a voice called from behind us. I turned to see a man walking through the station entrance, and wow. If this was Maia's brother, the family had definitely won the genetic lottery. He was tall, dark-haired, and had the kind of sharp features that belonged on magazine covers. The resemblance
KELLY I followed the police convoy to the station in the back of a squad car, watching through the window as we pulled up to a building that looked like it had seen better decades. The whole ride, I could hear Maia's voice from the car ahead of us - she was wailing like someone had told her Christ
KELLY I snapped my head forward as hard as I could, connecting with Blake's forehead in a head-butt that sent pain shooting through my own skull. But the impact on him was much worse - he clutched his head and groaned, momentarily stunned. Before he could recover, I brought my knee up as hard as
"What does it look like?" he asked, gesturing toward the camera. "I'm going to make a sex video, of course." My blood turned to ice. I started screaming through the gag and thrashing against the ropes, but Blake just watched me struggle like I was putting on a show for his entertainment. "It's n