I crept back to my room with my heart in my lungs. I knew it was too good to be true. I'd been about to go face him after building up my courage. I wanted to know what kind of timeline we're looking at, how long he expected us to be here. Not that I'm in any rush to go back to my childhood home, but it would be good to know when I could look forward to finally getting my life started.
I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I'm glad I did. Why is he setting up a meeting and coming up with a cover story for Billy? Does that mean he plans to hand me over to him? What if he's in on it? What if beneath that fake kindness he's as much of a snake as Billy and Sam? I have to get out of here. First, I need to grab mom.
I bit my nails as I thought of my approach. All day she's been singing his praises, e
