I froze. How did he know that I had a mole along my spine? Only my family and Ed knew about it.
That thought made me pause. No! I can't start suspecting any of them! That is just absurd. They are my family. How can I think of them capable of hurting me? I felt tears filling up my eyes. I was shaking from fear.
I can begin to grasp how he knew something that intimate about me.
Are you not getting off sweetheart? Do you want to play with me?
That was when I realized that I was still in the elevator, trembling and behaving like I was having a breakdown. And judging from the tone of his voice, this is exactly how he expected me to react with that small piece of information that he gave me.
I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin. Why would I tremble and break down? Was it me who committed a crime? Was it my fault that there are a bunch of lunatics who want to get a piece of me?
