Chapter Forty-Seven
I realized that she must be in shock, if she didn’t notice the chain keeping me here. Her eyes filled with tears, her hair was a tousled mess sticking to her damp skin. The stench of her fear clung to her skin. I didn’t understand how Nash could want anyone like this. What kind of things must have happened to make him into a monster?
“Boston, it will be okay.”
“No Marcus, you have to get me out of here. Please?” Her hands tightened around mine and I brought my other hand up, running it over her hands.
“Boston, you will be okay. I’ll get us out of here.” I said, not really believing the words that I was saying. It helped though, and she lost some of the panic in her eyes.
Vega pushed open the door, a steaming pitcher of water in her hands with several towels. She
