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this city? How come I haven't seen him b

ow about the P

y how my dad had once talked about the company

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later, I watch his vein lined hand bring o

ead the name engraved on

ers. "Now can we go str

t. The salty air blowing past us at the balcony ruffles my hair. I tu

enge. We need a plan.

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n he notices that my mind is any

uh

be on me because this plan right here is what wil

hich he said it. It sound

first

, hol

e demands

ing my head. "I don

u're about to cha

lowing the salty ai

ust don't thin

do it when you don't even know wha

lf, but taking reven

about the same family that didn't bl

the balcony rail, jolting m

Nobody used me as a pawn. My dad just wanted m

s supposed to do that? You found not

gy surround me, making me a little dizzy. I shut my eyes, just to get my bearings again. But he uses two of his fing

by your wicked

t the way the soft rasp of

st night? He mistreated you. He made you cry, left you so

my spine on realizin

o you. Nobody deserves to be a vict

ly's name. The Vanderblibs is a name t

red you as a sacrificial lamb. I need you to

almost touching. Every nerve in my body stif

t a plea. It is a request. I saved you from

f of what he said because my body has

rning to his former

ccording to him, he is going to take me ever

houghts later that afternoon as the driver moves with careful speed.

s peace and serenity it holds that I haven't felt in a long time. If not ev

eso

the way he said my name. Nobody has ever calle

. Having him give me his attention for such a short span of time meant everything to me. His words worked w

almost close to the Vanderblib mans

. I need you to act weak," Jam

in front of my dad, then it is the exact opposite, which is strong. He needs to k

is what we shou

but he goes right ahead to explain why it is

rcy. That you are in desperate need of their

hand man drops me in front o

can already sense my fears. He turns to look

nts you safe and sou

s, as if being affirmative wil

one step after another towards the gate. I push it hard, frowni

with every fiber of my being. Why do I have to come back here? Why did Jameson

I pause at the front door as my greatest fear r

t that doesn't make him a trustworthy man. What if he had lured me to act vulnera

hope it will help me succeed. He just wanted to wrec

first step of the plan,' on

that he could have also been lyi

ou

ice growls at me, distrac

th such furiousness that makes his eye

kill you..."