I’m so hungry, I would have gorged myself on stale saltines. Fortunately we’ve got canned spaghetti, and we’re able to warm it up on the stovetop. “Without even turning on a light,” I tease Grant as I turn on the burner. We sit on the floor, sipping our glasses of wine and eating our noodles, and talk about what happened earlier. As we go over the details, he shakes his head. “I’m so sorry I got you into this.” “There’s no way you could have anticipated it.” “I’ll get you to safety as soon as I can, and you can go back to your regular life – ” “You’re joking, right? You think this guy is going to just let me go? No way. If he catches me, he’s going to use me against you as leverage. Or bait.” I shiver. “Or treat me like those two women you found.” Grant gives me a sharp look. “Stop it.” “Well, you can forget about ditching me. We’re in this together now.” “If I can figure out a way to get you out, I will.” “Whatever.” “Don’t ‘whatever’ me.”
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