My heart sank to the floor. No, no… He wasn’t supposed to wake up. My hand stayed on the doorknob.“I asked you a question.” I heard him throwing the covers off and getting up.I turned around. He glanced at his cellphone on the bedside table and noticed his keys and wallet were missing.“I’m leaving.” I said. Don’t make me kill you. Please, I don’t want to.But I will, snarled the wolf.He chuckled, “Yeah?” With measured steps, he came towards me. His eyes held no warmth, no crinkles around them when he smiled. I hardly recognized him. “I don’t think so,” he said. His deadly tone sent shivers down my spine.“You can’t stop me, Yves.” I turned the knob, and the door clicked open.He came closer, with palms extended, trying to convince me of his innocence. “I’m sorry you eavesdropped on our conversation, baby. It’s not what you think,” his tone condescended.A bitter half-laugh escaped me. “Really? It’s exactly what I think. You are selling girls. Sex traffickers.” I spat the words at
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