Chapter 67 Conspiracy

• Annie
• William grins, his perfect white teeth polished and sparkling, making him look like a cheshire cat. "Good girl, Annie. You were always good at doing what you were told." He flicks the gun to the side quickly. "Against the wall, and no sudden movements. Don't try anything, Annie. You won't like the outcome."
• I quickly glance over to my phone. It's still sitting out in the open on top of the table--taunting me. Daniel and help is just one call or message away. I bite back a nasty retort to his insult and make my way over to the wall, standing so close against it that I can feel the cool wallpaper against the exposed skin of my shoulders.