CHAPTER 222

My heart rate had tripled—the large room made smaller by Brack’s anger. I calmed myself just enough to hide my trepidation with a mask of stubbornness. “You knew this was coming. This guy wants me. You’ve done what you can by teaching me to defend myself. He’ll pick off the people in my life one after the other. Your cousin is in intensive care because of me. His parents came close to losing their son.” I placed my hand out when Brack came closer.

“This isn’t a game, Olivia. This guy will kill you or, like I said, do worse. And that’s only before he kills you. He’s sick. My job is to keep you safe.”

This was it. I had to get through his block head. I knew what needed to be said, what twisted words had to be spoken, “Well, that lasted as long as it took you to climb into my pants. You already told me you compromised my safety. You think my father will continue paying you if I tell him that?” My heart almost caved at the emotions that crossed Brack’s face. Hurt, anger, stubbornness, and