“Nothing he won’t get used to,” Mr. Masterson said. Gail and Leon followed us onto the plane and sat near us. Will started to sit down by his father, but Mr. Masterson gave him a sharp look. “Tell your friends of your adventures, Will. Go on. Go sit by them.” With a wince, Will hobbled over to us
-Caleb- Jacey’s nails dug into my thigh all the way back to the Mastersons’ mansion. I think she was trying to keep me quiet. I didn’t want her to have to face all this alone, so I stayed quiet. As much as I hated Masterson, I knew he wasn’t lying. I was inconsequential at this point. They were kee
As though on cue, my mother came rolling up with Hank, a baby carrier strapped to her front. A fuzzy little head poked up out of the carrier, but that was about all we could see of Timothy. His hair. Hank looked cranky, sitting in his chair. “Eighteen and pregnant. I couldn’t be more proud.” “Nice
“I’d believe him, too.” I started pacing the floor. “There’s cameras everywhere. Oh fuck, did your dad add sound to this room?” “Yeah, it has sound. But I’m not saying anything that will surprise my father,” Will said. “I did tell him I wouldn’t let him get away with this. He’s just probably watchi
-Jacey-For two months, Caleb and Will put their heads together and whispered about how we could possibly get out. And for two months, they came up empty.My water broke in the middle of the night seven weeks after our recapture. Or re-kidnapping. Or whatever it was called.Caleb called for Will, an
“Can’t we please do in vitro again, Father?” Will asked.“You lost that privilege when you tried to escape from me,” Mr. Masterson said flatly.The nurse finished cleaning up Will Jr. and handed him to Mr. Masterson, who smiled down at my son and tickled his chin.“You’re going to be much better tha
Two muscled men elbowed their way past Will and into our bedroom. “The boss says we’re allowed to give her a sedative if she freaks out. I think this counts as freaking out.”The other goon took out a filled syringe.“Leave me alone! Leave us alone!” I couldn’t stop screaming. I turned and clutched
-Caleb-Masterson, of course, had me back in the office the very next day, even though I felt as though my heart had been ripped from my chest, and the bastard was playing hacky sack with it. I tried not to glare at him from my desk when he passed back and forth during the day.He also got me workin