"Is this a fu.cking joke?" I snapped at Kevin as he stared into the shed with wide, confused eyes.
"She..."
"Where the f***k is she, Kevin?" I asked tightly. "Because she ain't here!"
"She... was..." he muttered lamely.
Any other shed, I would have said Liv escaped. But my dad helped build this one. There was no escape. Dad had made sure of that. Not even someone as cunning and brave as Liv could get out.
"You have two seconds to tell me where the hell she is!" I yelled at Kevin.
"I-I... she was here. I swear. I put her here myself."
"And then what? You left her to die?"
"What? No, of course not. She was brought food and water multiple times a day. She was checked on. She just wasn't allowed to come out and no one was allowed to see her."
"Who took her food?" Cutter asked, too ca
