James came in minutes later, glaring. He looked around and then charged for the back. Sheryl stopped him as well. “Hey, you can’t go back there. Unless … you want something free.â€?

James smirked and made his voice super sweet. “Yeah, something free is just what I’m looking for.â€? Damn you, Sheryl.

He caught me by the shirt at the back door, pushing me to the ground. I glared up at him. “Hey, mousy mouse. I caught you.â€? his voice was smooth and full of menace. James picked me up, pinning my wrists together.

I struggled from him but he pushed me up against the wall and held me there. “Let me go!â€?

“I like ‘em feisty.â€? He hissed, stroking my face and pulling me into him.

“Let go!â€? James didn’t answer. He kicked open the back door and I could see the van. What I didn’t expect to see was Jack leaning on it. James scowled and walked toward him. This seemed to be the first time he didn’t have a smirk on his face.

Jack glared at James harshly but spoke to me. “So, this is the scum with money.â€? Uh, yeah, it’s him.