VioletFear cruised through me and blood drained from my face. I could not breathe properly.Gary sat opposite me with that ugly smile on his face, the same smile he used whenever he knew he had cornered me. This pinched a part of my brain, always eliciting that horrible fear. My fingers tightened around the coffee cup. It was still hot. I could feel the heat through the ceramic, but my hands were so cold they barely registered the burn.Gary leaned back, one arm thrown over the chair like he owned the place. “Don’t make this difficult.”“I’m not going with you,” I said, gathering courage even though my voice shook.His eyes narrowed. “You are.”“No. If you try to force me, I’ll call the cops.”His smile vanished, leaving only the man I knew too well. The ugly, brutal, cruel man who sold women to make money. “If you call the cops,” he said slowly, “I’ll kill your mother.”My heart lurched. “You can’t do that,” I whispered.He smiled again, now knowing my weak point. “Try calling the
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