Chapter Eight
Two weeks after Veronica’s more aggressive training began, Emerson had the movie camera set up in the cellar unbeknownst to the girl. In her blind world, her senses might have been heightened, but she still couldn’t make out what was responsible for the strange sounds she heard, as her captor fooled with something off to her right.
“What are you doing?” she finally asked him.
Emerson jerked a bit hearing her speak.
“How surprising you ask,” he answered, without sounding cross.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t know things when I have the hood or blindfold on.”
“It’s too bad it’s necessary.” When they gave her the use of her hands, he put a hood over her head that locked into her metal collar, making the device impossible to remove. He made sure that there was no chance of her s
