Chapter 15

Kay

"Shut up and start talking " Carl angrily snarls at him. I don't want to feel pity but I do.

"Can I talk to him?" I ask the men in the room but they silently stare at me " alone " I add when they don't make a move either.

I want to know where the roses come from without my dad knowing someone out there is threatening me.

"Of course not"

"No"

Carl and dad grumble simultaneously. They fear he may harm me if they left us alone.

"Tie him up then," I tell them because I know they won't budge, they finally agree after much contemplation.

"I am right behind that door," Carl says softly pointing to the bathroom door. Does he care for me or he feels obligated to because of the arrangement?

"Are you willing to talk now?" I crouch down to Thomas's level. His bare body squirms on the floor and his hands and legs are bound.

Looking at his teary face, I feel bad for him but then I remember what he did to Theo, and him pointing his gun at me.

He only had to pull the trigger and I would be writ