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Dark – Chris – Angel – Baby – Apple
He swallowed, sounding nervous. "If I... stay where you can see me but I can't touch you, will you lie down? You need to recover. You'll need your strength." He moved a few metres away, sitting cross-legged on the concrete with his torch on me.
I lay down again, my eyes never leaving him. "Why would you help me?" I demanded again.
"Because I didn't ask to do this. None of this was my idea. I woke up in the back of that car maybe half an hour before you came by."
"But you're going along with it. b*****e, like out of some stupid e*****a book," I responded furiously.
"I tied you loosely and took the card from your bag. I slipped it into your pocket, before they made me throw the bag out the window." His voice dropped lower. "Your name's Caitli
