#Chapter25

CHASE—

The hope in her eyes when she awoke to her untied wrists and ankles were amusing, little she did know, they were untied for a reason. I stood there watching her rub her sore wrists, her eyes studying me, waiting for a chance to make a run for it. Oh I wished she would, I wished she dared try me, to challenge me, to make a run for it so I can give her a taste of what it'll be like if she ever tried to run again. Except, there would be no running again. I'd kill her before I ever let her leave.

'You untied me..' she...