All Chapters of TRUST ME: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

“You can’t come in here,” Sandra snapped as Morris took a step back. “This is a woman’s bathroom.”“Telling secrets, are we?” he said as he narrowed his eyes on the blonde, his hand reaching for the gun he had hidden in his jacket. Sandra saw Morris start to reach behind her back for the gun she saw hiding in the waistband of her pants. She had to think fast.“It’s impossible to communicate with her, even if I tried. She only speaks French and I don’t.” Morris turned to Sandra, catching onto her diversion. Sandra just hoped the woman wasn’t as ignorant to the language as she was.“Vous ne pouvez pas venir dans elle, ceci est le bathroom d'une femm,” Morris snapped, and Sandra saw him relax his hand instantly, removing it from his jacket. “Dehors!, sortez.”“Shut up,” Bachmeier snarled, taking a step toward her as though he intended to strike her.“No,” Sandra said suddenly, standing between them and holding her hand up to him. “Don’t you speak French?”“Why would I want to know that

His voice was low but threatening and Sandra decided it was probably a good idea to do as he said, but not before folding her arms across her chest like a sulking child.“Fine,” she said with as much venom and irritation as she could summons. “But I don’t think your partner would want to know you’re afraid of my husband.” “I told you I’m not afraid of anything, especially that farm boy.”“Prove it. Stop and let us out. You can go find Creighton for yourself. I’m sure the two of you can take him…or at least give it a good attempt.”“We’re not ready to take him on just yet,” the man snarled with a sickening grin. “His time will come soon enough.”“Whatever,” she said again. “It just seems like a waste of time to me. This whole scenario is like a late-night movie. You’re the muscles, he’s the brains and between the two of you, you may manage to shake things up a bit, but only until the cops find you.”“What do you know about any of this?” he asked in an angry tone. “He’s not the brains,

Sandra slipped a reassuring arm around the younger woman’s shoulders and hugged her to her chest. She needed to convince her to remain calm and try to relax as much as possible. There were plenty of times they could have escaped. Bachmeier really wasn’t as keen of a kidnapper as he would like to think, but she was determined to find out who this other person was.“What happened to your parents?” she asked.“He caught Dad outside and they struggled by the back door,” Sabrina said, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “He shot Dad, but I don’t think it was very bad. It just looked like he caught his shoulder.”“Thank God,” she whispered.“Please, Sandra, let’s get out of here. I’m really scared.”“I want to leave too, but we can’t,” she said in a hushed tone. “We need to stay with him for a while longer. Remember, I’m armed, I can take care of him if we need to.”“How is that possible when we’re handcuffed like common thieves?” Sandra smiled brightly, raising her arms up to show Sabrina th

“I would be happy to if we were unfastened.” Sandra smiled to herself as he moaned a bit louder, then walked to her side and slipped the small key through the lock and tossed it to the bed next to her. She was surprised that he hadn’t realized they were fake cuffs, and it made her wonder again where he had picked them up at.“There, now shut the hell up.” He lay back on the bed and pulled the pillow over his head. Sandra stared at him in amazement. They could walk right out the door and he wouldn’t bother trying to stop them. He had a hangover that would likely stun an ox, but she still was not in the mood to escape. Not just yet.“We need to eat,” she said, perhaps not as loudly as she would have preferred, but the words caught his attention, nevertheless.“How the hell much does one person eat?” he growled, tossing the pillow aside.“We haven’t had any real food since yesterday afternoon,” she began. “What do you expect?”“I suppose silence from you is too much to ask for?”“Let u

Tabor pulled the Suburban into the parking stall of the convenience store a little while later as Creighton and Andrew jumped out of the back, before he had a chance to put the vehicle in park. Morris was right beside them as they approached the cashier, flashing badges and speaking in French to him. The young man identified the pictures of Sandra and Sabrina and grimaced at the one of Bachmeier. He told them all that happened, and that Sabrina had used the phone. Creighton began pacing the floor while Morris went around the counter to check out the security cameras.Just a half hour earlier and they would have been able to catch up to them. Why was Sandra doing this? Why didn’t she leave when she had the chance? He was angry at her relentless insistence that she stay with him. He was angry that she was keeping Sabrina in the midst of this and he was angry at himself for allowing any of this to happen. He swore, when he got her back, he was locking her in the house and never letting h