We didn’t go far. We went down one set of steps and past four doors before Kates opened the fifth. After she shut the door and I glanced around, I realized that this was her room. There was a giant bed that had a canopy, just like the one in the other room. There was a sensual feeling to the room until I caught sight of the opened closet door. I saw the hooker boots, leather halter tops, and frayed jeans.
That was all Kates.
“This is where you stay?” I asked, hurt.
Sorrow flashed in her eyes, but she nodded before she perched on another velour throne chair. She only had two. It looked like they kept the good stuff for the hostages.
“So… let’s start this by you telling me why you really came to Benshire.” I deadlocked my eyes with hers. This was the showdown. Truth time.
Kates swallowe
