In less than an hour, she�d canvassed the first floor, discovering a small gallery�s worth of beautiful artwork, resplendent but never ostentatious.
Her dad would�ve appreciated it. He would�ve stolen it, but he would�ve appreciated it first.
Maybe it shouldn�t have mattered, but in Charley�s eyes, it made her father human. Faulty and corrupt, like his daughter�but human. And that humanity? It was the thing that separated the father she loved from the uncle who all but owned her.
Charley thought of them both as she disappeared down a set of stairs into an exquisitely furnished basement. She wondered what her dad would think of her now�taking orders from Rudy, barely dodging Travis� threats, desperate to find a way out of the game.
He�d be horribly disappointed. And I wouldn�t blame him.
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