Page 103 of Betrayed

They had driven around for fifteen minutes and then switched cars, leaving the one he’d been driving on the other side of town.

Miles closed and locked the back door.

“Why would you bring me here? Don’t you realize this is the first place they’ll look?” Not that anyone knew Miles was her stalker. They had never even suspected him, but AJ wasn’t about to tell him that.

“They won’t find us. This way, my dear.” He shoved her through the kitchen and into a hallway. He took out a key fob and pushed a button. A series of faint mechanical sounds echoed from behind the wall, and it opened. No obvious door, just hideous wallpaper, but the wallpaper seams were actually a door. It opened up into a small room, maybe five by eight. The room contained a cot and plenty of food and water.

Miles shoved her inside and followed behind.

“We’re gonna stay here for a little while. No use screaming or anything like that. These walls have studio-level sound-proofing.”

He pushed her down on the cot.

Her leg bumped against the metal bar running the length of the small bed. She winced.

“Give me your hands.”

She obeyed. What choice did she have?

He took a chained handcuff and attached it to her wrist, but he did not cut off the zip ties. The other end of the chain was attached to the wall, drilled into what looked like concrete. She wasn’t going anywhere.

“I’ll be back in a little bit. I need to take care of that pesky husband of yours before we can run off together. I can’t believe how hard he has been to kill. But once he’s gone, you’ll be all mine.”

Miles backed out of the room and closed the door.

Logan. What was Miles going to do to him? Miles had been the one to take a shot at him. Did he burn down their house too?