“Kent doesn’t use this place anymore,” she says, “but I organized it a while ago. I thought it was better like this than everything just in boxes. This way if he needs to look through anything, he’s got a place to sit.”“He’s lucky to have your help,” I murmur, looking around. “That’s all old famil
My heart pounding, I press the stop button on the remote as fast as I can and return my wide eyes to Kent, who is still looking at me. Please, please, please. By all that is holy, let him not have seen me watching his sex tape.“What are you doing in here,” he asks, angry.“Um,” I say, terrified, h
The man starts to scream as Kent stands behind him, pressing the sharp edge of the knife to the man’s pinky finger. The scream turns to a howl of horror, of pain, as Kent presses the blade deeper.I’m frozen to the spot, horrified. Though I can feel myself trembling, I can’t move, can’t stop watchin
I gasp, my eyes going wide, and then – instantly, like flipping a light switch – I come back to myself.“Oh my god!” I shout, putting my hands up against his chest and shoving him. “Oh my god you are so gross!”He laughs then, truly entertained but not moving at all against my pushes. After three or
He gives me a little shake – nothing rough, just enough to try to teach me he’s in control – but I just laugh against his hand, perhaps a little manic now –The fear is still coursing through me, but along with it is something else – adrenaline, maybe – God damnit, was he right? Was my body respond
As I fall into the routines of the Lippert house I’m surprised to find that I’m quickly bored by them. Life at my home with David and Janeen was also boring – but they’re just normal people. A little of me, I think, expected everyday gang life to be more exciting.It’s not that the house is empty, r
Well. I cleared my throat and moved my thoughts on to something else.I am less tempted by the enticements of Fiona’s super-feminine lifestyle, I think, because I already had a sister who delved into all of that sort of stuff. Sure, strippers are all about being sexy while being a mafia side piece i
We drive a little down the lane, over a slight rise, and then a barn comes into sight. A beautiful barn, really, immaculately cared for and painted in shades of gray. Three little gables peak out of the roof and two little cupolas crown it, weathervanes at their peeks. “Oh!” I say, completely charm