Chapter: 82

Charley sighed. Right now, that woman needed to stay locked away.

As the men continued their bickering, she cleaned herself up, wove her hopelessly tangled hair in a loose braid, and reapplied her makeup. Finally satisfied, she slid open the bathroom window and stuck her head out, drinking in the cool, misty air. For a hot minute, she considered crawling out like a grounded teenager, but the idea was fleeting. This side of the guest house faced the woods, and beyond the light from the bathroom, there was nothing but blackness.

Any sane, self-preserving person would�ve bolted the minute she�d connected the dots about Dorian. But even if she�d had a ready excuse, Charley couldn�t bail; things were way too volatile with Rudy. Reporting back with no more than a few meager details about the upstairs bedroom would be disastrous�for her and for Sasha.

Charley shuddered at the thought.

Before taking over the operation, Rudy used to be the muscle. Her father had tried to shield her from that side of the business, but he couldn�t protect her forever, and it wasn�t long before Charley started witnessing more violence. At first, she�d told herself it was all part of the territory. That Rudy only hurt the people who screwed them over. That he wouldn�t do it otherwise.
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