ATHOS
Finding the door unlocked, I turned the handle and entered. Ryleea was sitting at the head of the bed, leaning back against the backrest, her legs drawn up, concentrated on the screen of her cell phone, certainly exchanging messages with her accomplices, or some boyfriend with whom she intended to share the money she believed she would extract from me.
As soon as she saw me coming in, she jumped out of bed with a start and placed herself on the other side of the room, her back pressed against the wall, glaring at me with eyes wide with a panic that was certainly theatrical, for if she had really been afraid of me, she would never have got in my way.
“The joke is over. You are going to tell me exactly what happened that night after you drugged me! I snapped through clenched teeth.
