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It would be very risky but worth every try. A person, a third or rather fourth or actually fifth party would come into existence in this cage even if they would just be at the threshold of the door. A normal, sane person, who would understand and possibly help me if I can get to give them a hint, or maybe I could write down something on a piece of paper or tissue or paper towel. There were two rolls in the kitchen that I could-

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

She cursed. Some of the sisters leaving down the line, crossed chatting and all noisy alerting Dale that she hadn't closed her windows. Quickly she locked them and went back to her business. She watched the bundles of cash and then the words "look deeper" sprang up in her as she began unpacking the bundles and then found a zip at the side of the black foams which she unzipped and found in there a piece of writing, a pistol and some wrapped bullets. "You never seize to amaze me mum," Dale cheered. She took the sheet of paper and read from it;

Kimberly decided to pay her dad a visit the next day. She woke up pretty early, leaving a sleeping Ian at home. She knew he could take care of himself when he wakes up, so she only wrote a short note, telling him where she was. She would’ve loved to wait until he wakes up to give him a morning kiss but she couldn’t risk wasting any more minute so as not to miss her dad because she really needed to talk to him, even if it was a five minute conversation.

"Yes fine, so i guess this is about detention?" "Err well yes, im too busy at the moment so im letting you off this once", "Oh ok great, thanks sir" "Look Beth are you sure everythings ok?" "Well sir i really have somthing to sort out, can you write me a note to go home?" "Yes of course" he says as hes writing me the note, as soon as he signs his name i grab it and head to the door ignoring Luke who is watching me "thanks sir" i say as i shut the door behind me and run to my car,

" Tell her it's in promotion, I'll pay 99% of the price " Leaning down to the woman's level, his action inflicting goosebumps on her skin he whispered. " If you convince her to take it, I'll be pleased " " Are you sure, this is like ten thousand dollars " Jane questioned after the brunette advertised how she happened to be a lucky customer as just won a massive discount. She looked down at the white material squatting her body like it was meant for her. It was a long O neck transparent mesh long sleeve, It's classy modest workwear.

, Craya asked as I stood up and dusted my clothing. “It felt weird, but I am fine”, I replied. People walked in pairs, discussing as they moved along, teleporting from one place to the next. “Hey Craya” called a creature with distinct feline looks. “Oh! Wyrene, you are here” she answered. “Yeah, it took me a while to get ready…... Just need to deliver this last package, but I forgot the address. Can you help me?” It asked “Whose address?” “Lord Prime Adi '' replied Wyren.

"It took a while for everyone to be sent through, we now had about 800 wolves ready to fight for us which was heartwarming but we didn't know how many they had. "Sky can you mind link Desert, we need to locate where she is being kept" Sky nodded and closed her eyes in concentration. Skys p.o.v. "Desert can you hear me?" "Yeah I'm here, sky are you ok?" "I'm fine, why didn't you mind link me?" "They have only just left me alone" "Are you ok?" "Yeah, just a bit bruised, there are you?" "Not far, do you know where you are being kept?"

"You keep doing that thing where you straighten your fork when you're thinking about what to say next." I looked down. My fork was perfectly straight. "How did you notice that?" I asked. "Because I pay attention," Eli said. "To you. To how you move, what makes you uncomfortable, what patterns you fall into when you're defending yourself." "That's slightly invasive," I said. "It's care," Eli said. "There's a difference." I didn't know how to respond to that because he was right. He was paying attention not to gather leverage or to prove me wrong. He was paying attention because he actually cared about understanding me.

It’s in my writing, IT IS IN MY WRITING but I didn’t write it. “How is this possible?” I ask as fear and panic threaten to take over, I start to sweat and start to see dark spots. Leo puts his hand on my arm. “It’s okay Nova” he says reassuringly “Take deep breaths. It’s okay”. I look into his eyes and it steadies me. He has warm chocolate brown eyes and they have always comforted me. When I fell as a child or just struggled with maths in my early teens his steady, warm gaze always centred me.