They are going on a vacation...
On their drive to who knows where, Alyssa sat blindfolded in the passenger’s seat of the fancy sports car that Salvy loved. Her body pressed against her bound and tingling hands, which were behind her. Lucille was in the backseat, curled up in a little ball where there was barely enough space for a tiny person.
Their destination was secret. When Salvy blindfolded Alyssa, he said it was for precaution.
Alyssa understood. She was not yet trusted, and for an excellent reason. Even when Alyssa asked about their destination, Salvy consistently said she would know in good time.
During the drive, he explained how much had changed over the years and since Alyssa’s time in hell. Although he agreed that his time there sucked as well, what came from it was a world of excess and pleasure. He loved his life, and everything in the past made him appreciate it. Alyssa would too if she embraced Rivera’s offer.
After the stunt on the patio at the cabin, Alyssa no longer worried about her own life. Her only concern going forward was Rachel, where she was and if she was unharmed. “Do you know what they did with Rachel?”
“Lonely? I’m sure we can find you someone who would do whatever you want, however you want,” Salvy mentioned.
“Salvy, I am going to be honest with you. I’m willing to come here and be a part of this, if this is what Rivera wants, but I want something, too,” Alyssa stated.
“What’s that?”
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