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“And then what?” I ask, getting nervous, my heart beating fast again for no apparent reason. “Are

you going to drop me off at home?”

“Osprey Cay?” He laughs again. This time not so loud. “Are you crazy? They probably think

you’re dead. Whatever it was you were doing on Osprey—”

“I’m not a fucking whore!”

“—whatever it was—it’s over now, Megan. You’re done. That life is gone.”

I just stare at him. This statement. It’s not a newsflash. I understood this. I just… didn’t think about

it. Never really thought I’d get out of the dungeon. Never really thought I’d be here, doing this, that’s

for sure.

“What am I supposed to do, then?”

He turns over on his stomach and props his cheek up on the back of his hands. Using them as a

pillow. Like he’s going to sleep out here. “Whatever the hell you want, I guess.”

And then he closes his eyes and doesn’t say another word.

I suck in a long breath and hold it, wondering if I should keep him engaged in more conversation or

just let it go and try again tomorrow.

But what could I tell him that would keep him talking?

“They kidnapped me from my bed,” I say hurriedly.

He opens one eye and stares at me.

“The Way? They raided our island… well, I’m not really sure how long ago. I sort of lost track of

time in the dungeon. So, maybe a week? But a whole team of people stormed into my bedroom, put a hood over my head, and then zip-tied my wrists and dragged me out of the house and on to a boat.”

“Why?”

I swallow hard. “My father… he did something.”

“What did he do?”

“I’m not exactly sure.”

Johnny shakes his head and closes that one eye.

“I’m not lying. I know some things, just not everything.”

“Megan.” He sighs. “I’m tired, OK? It’s been a long day, I’m no closer to finding the answers I

need, and I have a feeling if you keep talking right now, you’re just going to piss me off. And I don’t

want to be pissed off right now. I’ve got a headache, I feel like my blood pressure is going through the

roof, and I need a night of silence. So…” He opens both eyes. “Just go downstairs and leave me