Illicit Captor (Discreet) PaperbackPotato soup boils in the pot. I stir it, turn the heat down to simmer, then put the lid on top. I grab the plates and bowls from the cupboard and set them on the counter. My ringer goes off. The hairs on my neck rise, and I pull my cell out of my pocket. There's a message from my brother. Brody: Where are ya? I double check that the tracker's off on my phone. I send him one message. Me: Tell your wife I have her and she's safe. I turn off my phone.

His face and hot breath come inches from mine

and told myself to pull it together

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And my desire to win at whatever game we were playing was like a shot of heroin

I close my eyes

She glares at me as I state

As soon as I open the door

I hesitate

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "This is a story with clear triggers

totally into me

an unspoken promise of what he'll do to me

🩷Autographed by Maggie Cole