Chapter Twelve

Once she was released and sitting up, i noticed she didn’t rub at her wrists or ankles like other women did. “Call your father.”

I pointed to the phone at the side of the bed.

“If I use that phone he will know where the call is coming from. I may as well tell him where I am.”

“It’s a personal and private line, Emma. Untraceable. He can try to find you, but unless you give a location, he won’t.” I folded my arms over my chest and watched her type in her father’s number.

“Hey, Dad, it’s me, Emma"

“What’s the matter, honey? Do you need a ride or something?” her father asked, i was able to listen to the conversation. Wolves had brilliant hearing.

“No, no. I just wanted to let you know I wouldn’t be back home for a couple of days. I’m going to stay with a couple of girlfriends and have some fun.” she looked up at me.

Iwaited, showing no reaction, but within me, I was impressed at the way she gave her father a smooth and convincing lie.

“Honey, are you sure you’re okay? You don’t sound fine