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I decided to try so and looked at the phone I picked it up and dialed 9-1-1 with it Instantly, the young ain, "Hi," he said

I frowned, trying to see behind him in the picture, "What do you want?"

He shook his head, "Just for you to survive all this and not make the same mistake your husband made You’re of use to him alive for now, but you need to remember, that he doesn’t care if your sweet old ulped, "Why are you doing this to me?" My throat was alain, "I don’t know It isn’t me I’m just the receptionist of sorts"

His blue eyes would be burned into hed, "I guess, sort of Look, just do as he asks He doesn’t do ith insubordination"

Rage filled h to spell that word, you little shit" My spit hit the screen He gavelittle dick

I screaet o with no e pension and Dad’s retireet us all by Especially, not if ere trying to live off grid and be on the run fro to control every facet ofI didn’t want to give up My kids went to the best schools in Weston The co they knew, after everything they’d been through? I could run, but what kind of life was that??

My brain whispered that it was better than death

I looked at ht it all? How had I believed all the lies? I was starting to feel like a broken record

I gripped the steering wheel, as angry tears streamed down my cheeks I wiped them away and parked a couple blocks from the hotel I needed the air before I had to face Mr Cooper

I strolled up in the dareeted , ma’am" He opened the door for me I smirked at his Boston accent It always reminded reeted by the young rinned, "Floor 23, suite 2304" He walked past me like he hadn’t meant to speak to s in muttered words

I paused and watched, surely covered in confusion, as he left the building Singandin front of the victimized within reach of each of them

Surely, I could just reach out and touch one of thee of tears again anyway One of them would helpit, a wo look on her face, "Are you lost?" she asked

I openedca h hwas really in his naht I forgot so"

She nodded and smiled and I wanted to slap the look off her face It wasn’t a rational response, but I didn’t think I had any of those left There was atime, and I was terrified she would find her way out of me, like a de at me, "What floor?"

I closed e space, "Twenty-three"

He nodded, "You having a lovely evening?"

The doors closed, sealing my fate I looked at ood soldier, "Very lovely"

He s the face in the shiny metal I didn’t know her anymore The dead lifeless look in her eyes was one I had tried to forget about

The elevator landed sret I glanced back at the man inside

He looked up froht?"

I sed the bile in the back of ht," I muttered

The stricken look on my face must have shocked him He didn’t reply He looked like he wanted to stop the doors fro but he didn’t I could have reached out for hiht have offered me help, but what could he do? What could I do?