I stared at him. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”“I’m not.” Chalmers kept grinning at me.“She’s like fifteen in that picture. Of course I wasn’t touching her that way,” I protested.“Mr. Collins says he can think back and see the signs all along. Were you not grooming Ms. Collins? Coercing her all t
-Jacey-Caleb did not come to the hotel that evening. I was sure he would be rattled, and I was hoping we could comfort each other with our bodies. I was worried about my deposition the next day, after all.“Where’s Caleb?” I asked Bea and Hansen as the sun dipped below the horizon. “Is everything o
Mr. Chalmers was completely unfazed by my angry look, however. He just smiled at the Attorney General. I hoped his lip hurt like hell when he did it. “Ms. Jepsen, a pleasure to see you again.”“I wish I could say the same,” the Attorney General grunted. “I don’t suppose you’ve rethought your positio
His smile didn’t waver and that made me very, very nervous. “Your father will testify that Mr. Killeen was grooming you from the time he married your stepmother.”“My father tried to keep me locked in my room and hit me when I refused to give Caleb up. He had no idea about us. Plus, he’s under Maste
-Caleb-After a day in jail, or at least I thought it was a day, my cell door opened and another prisoner was shoved in.“You’re not the type to end up here,” my cellmate said, eyeing me.“I punched a lawyer,” I replied, trying to sound big and bad. This guy was three times my size, and I wasn’t a s
I looked at him. “Why do you want to protect me?”“Because, kid, you do the right thing. You could be living in the lap of luxury right now, serving one of those two bastards, but you’re living in an RV on the lam. I’m sure you had other things you wanted to be doing with your life,” he said.I rubb
“Good food?” the guy at the window asked sarcastically, looking at the swirls of slop on our trays.“Fantastic. Best prison food I’ve ever had,” Tyson replied with a grin.The dishwasher grumbled and dumped our trays over the trash before throwing them in with the rest of the dishes.I ignored my gr
-Jacey-“Did you really say you wouldn’t testify unless Ms. Jepsen gets Caleb out of jail?” Hansen asked, eyeing me as I sat in the back of the car on the way back from the disastrous deposition.I folded my arms over my chest. “I did.”“And didn’t I tell you that would be a bad idea?” he continued,