I lowered my head when I saw the look of disgust on his face as he looked around the room.

"Just get your other stuff," he said.

"I don't have any stuff," I told him. "L...let's just go, I guess."

"Nothing?" Mark frowned. Then he pointed at my bare neck. "Where's your locket?"

I brought my hands to my face and started to cry again.

"Oh, Megan, you didn't!" Mark exclaimed. "That was..."

"I...tried to keep it, but I...I needed the money to get the drugs so I could ..." I hesitated. "Be peaceful."

He sighed disgustedly, and then asked, "So you just hocked it recently?"

"Yesterday."

"Then we're going...