Chapter 9

“Leah!”

The roar echoes through the house.

Aaron is home.

And he is in a bad mood.

“I have to go, Adam. I’ll call you soon.”

“Wait! There’s something-”

I click off the phone and shove it into the back pocket of my

jeans.

Then I run down the stairs-it’s way easier going down than

up-and follow his hollering to the study.

Aaron is at his computer. He motions for me to sit beside him.

I hold my breath.

Being alone with this man…does something to me.

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feels like an insult. That I should crave this man, that

imminent death that has me clinging

hard.

Why are you so sad all the time? And where the hell did you

I wouldn’t tell him.

tell him now?

“You’re very frustrating,

he isn’t locking me away or resorting to

other awful tactic.

called the main packhouse,” he tells

him.” When I was imprisoned my phone died and I wasn’t able to charge

call him

Aaron strides back to his computer. He has several spreadsheets up for stocks he’s been tracking and I go and sit near

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