He scans my face like he’s trying to pry the truth out of me. Then he takes a step closer. Wait… what is he doing?
He takes another step and I retreat. He draws closer and closer until my back hits the cab and suddenly his hands are caging me in. His face is inches from mine, and I… I don’t even know if I’m scared or what, but my heart feels like it’s about to leap out of my chest.
Slowly, I lift my head to meet his gaze and his grey eyes are locked on mine, impossible to look away from. “What do you want?” I manage to choke out. “I… I don’t do well in confined spaces.”
“Are you being treated right, Allison?” He asks and I freeze.
“W‑what?”
“You heard me the first time.”
Yeah, I did. I really did but I just can’t figure out why I’m standing here, my mouth slightly open, and gawking a
