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me was not even close to being a joke. I remembered that he had ment

the bedside table, finally handing him the phon

d get me soon. Thank

said thank

ause in less than ten minutes someone was knocking on my

cuts across his fa

saw a man just like the stranger had described to me. I opened the door and if I had foun

name of the man whose life I had saved. What the he

ss than two minutes, I was alone in the apartment. The bald man

back. It was over. Whoever it was, I ha

se, until the next mornin

liv

correct? I was asked to mak

on the table. It was a pretty black box, with a black ribbon too. There was no card on the outside. I opened

ight. Be read

er in my hand, but t

e hell i

one I knew would send me that kind of thing, so I

ul dress I had ever seen in my life! It was one-shouldered, with a stiffer b

the box. I took a shower and lay down on the bed, ready to watch a

up and down. It must have been the pizza delivery. Or Spencer. Or both. Th

the scar. He didn't look happy at all. And I was so st

h.

the box with the dr

ed with all the courage I had ins

'll take you anyway. And believe me, no one will come to help you," he said

e I'm not going to..." I felt a sharp p

nd heard some murmurs. What had hap

ng, with my head resting on something soft behind me. I

only to realize that I was trapped.

the dark-haired girl said, her voice low. "Since you were sleepin

ouldn't have been more than twenty years

ing me up here was a favor?" I asked and she s

ened. I saw the dear 'patient' standing there, wearing

an go. I'll take car

nother order and almo

d I stared at the

u thank me? By

tly and looked

as if talking to himself. I narrowed my eyes at him. "And you are

the floor if it were

sked and let out a snort of mocke

me, and my breath c