“There. You are all clean now,” Danielle said with relief as her eyes inspected him for anything she might have missed. After a beat, she gave a nod, satisfied with her work. Trey was as clean as a wash cloth could get him. Which would just have to do for now.
Unfortunately, the man didn’t seem as pleased with her work. He cautiously asked, “Won’t your brother and his goons wonder how I cleaned up all the blood?”
Danielle frowned as if the thought hadn’t occurred to her until now. She looked at the cuff and chain around his ankle then the tiny bathroom attached to the basement. “Isn’t the chain long enough to get you to the bathroom?” Unlike the first time Trey had been tied up in the basement, this time his tool of bondage was looped around a concrete pillar but it still left some lengt
