-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
“I thought it might be. Poor Caleb. You’re about to become my favorite toy,” Masterson chortled.I just kept walking. A wall of muscle peeled away from the wall and followed me out. I ignored them and went to the nearest gas station to pick up crackers and clear lime soda. I wasn’t sure I was going
-Jacey-The days passed too slowly and too quickly at the same time. I missed Caleb terribly. and no matter how much Will pleaded with his father, I hadn’t seen Will Jr. once.At four weeks to the day since I gave birth, Mr. Masterson finally appeared in our bedroom. My heart sank when I saw he didn
A very beefy security man cracked his knuckles and replaced Mr. Masterson at the door. With a grunt and two slams of his shoulder, the door opened with a cracking sound.“He barricaded the door with a chair from the make-up table, sir,” the beefy thug said, holding the door open for Mr. Masterson. “
“Get rid of her,” he growled.“Sir?” the remaining security guards asked.“You know what I mean. Just get rid of her.” Mr. Masterson waved a hand vaguely in my direction.The thugs closed in on me. I backed flat to the wall, but there was nowhere to go.One of them picked me up, and I screamed and k