He’d need a team of wild horses to drag this truth out of me, but in reality, this decision is entirely selfish on my part. Keeping her locked in the basement makes it harder for me to see her whenever I want to. It’s not like I can “accidentally” run into her down there unless I trip and fall down two flights of stairs.
And the monitor is just not cutting it anymore.
I grit my teeth and try to focus on something other than Alyssa. There may be a chance that I’m thinking way too much about this.
At this point, I can only hope she’s a hypnotist in her own right. A clever, manipulative puppet master who’s got me under her spell.
It’s easier to accept than the alternative.
That I may just be that weak.
Kruger set the meeting up three blocks from the police station. I suppose there’s som
