Serafina: Blaire's World by Skye Callahan & Anita Gray

Author:Skye Callahan & Anita Gray [Callahan, Skye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: GRAY PUBLISHING
Published: 2019-02-25T16:00:00+00:00

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As soon as the lights dim, the ache in my chest sets in. It isn’t like the pain of an injury, just a constricting, deep, nagging pain that spikes my heart rate until I can hear the thud in my ears.

“Please, don’t leave me in here. I’ll be good.”

“You should’ve thought of that before you went for the gun. You think you’ll prefer what they do if they find out it was you?”

I shake my head, but I doubt he can see me in the pitch blackness.

The door latches with a click, then the lock snaps into place. I curl up on the small bed that takes up most of my tiny room and press my ear to the wall. On the other side, I hear voices and music. Laughing.

Things I wonder if I’ll ever experience.

Jorge had business to attend to. Business that wasn’t appropriate for a ten-year-old murderer.

A flash of light blinds me, and I realize I’m still in the back of the SUV with Galeno next to me.

I drag my hand through my hair, pushing it this way and that until my scalp tingles and the strands are full of tangles. “How long until the side effects from that damn cocktail wear off?”

He pauses before answering, “You should be in the clear.”

That isn’t what I wanted to hear. All that tells me is my brain is broken. What if I never get it back?

But then, when was my brain ever not broken? I spent more than ten years serving a man who tortured me. I followed orders. I didn’t question him.

What if I can’t function without that? Without orders?

I touch my temple and wince, feeling the knot forming just above my cheekbone. There’s another just under the right corner of my mouth, numbing half of my lip. I can’t even bare to think about the state of my ribs and back again.

“I didn’t take anything before the party,” I say, my stream of conscious leaking out of my mouth as I try to put the pieces together. “But I wasn’t feeling right before I ran into Serge.”

“How so?” Galeno asks.

“When I saw you, your tattoo moved.”

He makes a noise when he exhales, something halfway between a tired laugh and a sigh. “It doesn’t have a habit of doing that, but you did seem a bit flushed.”

“I didn’t drink anything there, how’d they manage to drug me before it all happened?”

“You had a rash, a small patch on the outside of your left breast. The doctor—”

“The clothes.” My voice almost gives out when I talk. “The clothes Jorge arranged.”

That’s why he only gave me fifteen minutes to get ready. It was all orchestrated. I wouldn’t have time to notice anything until it was too late. “You were right. He set me up.”

My whole life had been dictated by mad men. And now I sit next to Galeno—obviously a madman too. That was the only way to explain him putting in this much effort. And, he was Los Zetas. Definitely a madman.

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