Chapter 89 Souvenir

• But he gives me another horrific smirk. “I set it up. And I paid the stripper extra to have some fun with him.”
• My heart starts to pound. Is that what he’s doing right now? He’s with the stripper while I might just get murdered. Then I realize where we’re at. The living room. And I remember something Leo wouldn’t know. Mason just a letter opener this morning. And he left it on the coffee table. And I’m about a two feet away from it. It’s all I fucking need.
• I keep my steps steady as I turn my body just slightly so I can walk backwards towards the table. And if he dumb enough he won’t question why. He won’t guess it’s anything but me trying my hardest to get away.