Long, slender fingers danced across the keyboard. After a moment, he handed her the phone.

"Give it a try. This ring can speak too."

Jessica glanced at the screen. It was the same app Herbert had helped her download that night.

She froze, caught off guard.

Timothy pressed the phone into her hand, then bent down to gather up the fabric

on the table, stuffing it into his suitcase.

She stood abruptly and placed her hand firmly over his, stopping him.

With careful, practiced gestures, she signed, *I'm not going back.*

Timothy's face darkened at once, a flash of anger in his eyes. "I came all this way

to bring you home myself. What more do you want?"

The words had barely left his lips when his phone rang.

his suit pocket, he saw Sheila's name on the screen

answered immediately.

I speaking to Timothy?"

brows knitted together. "What

a lot of blood. The last

I'll take care of

for the door. Moments later, the door closed behind him, shutting

door jarred Jessica from her thoughts. She looked

slipped it off and placed it in the velvet box Timothy had left

her

almost believed he was sincere. She'd almost convinced herself that he bought her the voice-emitting ring because it bothered him to see another man give her

fabric from the suitcase and hunching over her

***

arrangements for the blood to be delivered as he sped through the city. By the time he reached

sat beside her, immediately reaching for her hand,

to the bathroom and slipped. Timothy, I'm

brimmed with

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