BrielleI do not realize I have spoken aloud until Tony is leaning over me, then dragging me to my feet.“How about we go set that fancy alarm of yours, Becka,” he growls, his face inches from mine, and I shudder at the sound of my old name passing his lips. “Wouldn’t want anyone else to crash our party before it even gets started.”He marches me, staggering, to the front door and stations me in front of the panel.“Set it,” he demands.My brain is swirling with whatever Rita drugged us with, and as I giggle uncontrollably Tony shakes then slaps me.The memory of Pete familiarizing me with the setup surges to the forefront of my mind as I stretch my hand toward the keypad.Remember, Brielle, this system has a panic feature. If you enter your code in backwards, the alarm will set – but it will also send a silent notification to us and the police. Okay?Backwards, I echo in my fuzzy brain as I try like hell to remember my code. One oh two two….My fingers fumble as I press two, two, zer
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