Chapter 13

• I so badly wanted to ignore the text, but couldn't. I knew they had the right to call me for themselves whenever they wished. I had, after all, signed a contract with them, and signed my body off for 60 days. 57 when you exclude the past three days.
• “Baby girl?” Chris called out to me, hurrying over when she saw me standing in front of the office door, looking a bit lost. “Why is your face like that? Don't tell me that bitch visited you?”
• “No, that's not it.” Compared to the monsters waiting for me, Imelda was nothing. But there was no way I could tell her about it. “I'm afraid I won't have lunch with you today. I have —”