Kathy’s POV
I can’t believe the sucker got me locked up. When did he start investigating me? Why?
When he told me to pack my things, I thought he wanted to start over with me. I was all he had left; he was all I had left. Agnes stopped answering my calls, and my lover was dead. Jared never had a backbone; I never believed he was capable of tricking me.
The cold, sterile walls of the cell seemed to close in on me as I sat on the narrow cot, my mind racing. I had to get out. I had to find a way to either escape or make them release me. The question was how.
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I replayed the events in my mind. Jared had seemed so… different. Cold. Determined. Nothing like the man I’d known. He was not the man I had played with for years. I had no ide
