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Annie

This time being in the office didn't feel like winning. It didn't feel like we were close to being out. I no longer imagined leading three victims and myself from the remains of Bevington's burning house, all of us emerging into morning sunlight. Maybe he hadn't been able to get it up, but he'd raped me just the same and that rape had changed something. I no longer saw success as waiting and biding my time.

I wasn't sure I saw success at all.

He hadn't been in the office since we had, not as far as I could see. Tonight we split up. Mia and Nikki watched out the lavish windows Bevington had that looked out into lush Pacific gardens and the door, that led back into the hell we were trapped in.

Lettie worked with me, the two of us locating more quickly the information we'd seen before, the wire transfers to Raven, the information on reaching her. The photographs on the desk. The laptops were on, just sleeping, and we brought them up and photographed the information, checking each photo before sending it.

Cole – proof. A man named Bevington, Llewellyn, in house in Southern California foothills above LA. Buys "harems." Proof of wire transfers to Raven and Evie in Arizona. They sold me. His house probably under another name. four of us. Please come.

I typed the attachments that he should receive. I waited for an answer, watching the clock. Time was running out.

None came.

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