She smiles softly, the anger in her face dissipating slightly, and another wave of jealousy washes overme. She wants my husband. She doesn’t know he is my husband, but she wants him. And by the looksof it, she thinks he is more than just the best option available. The moony look in her eye tells me shehas a crush on him.
I’m trying to find the words to explain to her that I’m doing everything I can to help her without givingour plan away, but before I can, there is a gunshot.
Maddie looks at me, eyes wide. “What was that?”
I grab her hand and pull her down the hall towards the gunshot. This time, she doesn’t pull away fromme.
We run down the hallway, past the bathroom where the man in the maroon mask tried to assault me,and into the entryway. Guests and slaves are moving cauti
