I “innocently” agreed.
She happily carried my backpack as we headed
down the road.
I took the backpack from her. “Why don’t you
go get in line? I’ll wait here.”
“Okay!” She said, eyes glowing wickedly.
Watching her walk away, I smiled.
She thought I was going to get kidnapped, just
like last time.
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She ate her cream puff, skipping down the
street, light as a feather.
Then, a van pulled up beside her, and a big
hand yanked her inside.
The door slammed shut.
The van sped away.
After witnessing this, I ducked into an alley,
whipped out my cell, and sent a text.
“Blue and white school uniform, ponytail.”
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Only one person fit that description.
After sending it, I deleted the message.
When Daisy got her snack and looked back, I
wasn’t there. She grinned.
She’d ditched me honing I’d get snatched just
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She’d ditched me, hoping I’d get snatched, just
like last time.
I was going to make sure that didn’t happen.
Seven years ago, Daisy had dumped me on that
street, and I was kidnapped.
Even burned and scarred, someone wanted me.
For a hundred bucks.
They stuffed my head into a burlap sack and
poked a few holes in it so I could breathe.
I lived with that sack on my head for a long
time.
At first, they made me work, the worst jobs, the
worst food.
When I turned fourteen, the old hillbillies started
coming into my room.
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My body was covered in scars, so they didn’t
bother with undressing me, just pulled my pants
down.
Three years, four pregnancies.
I pretended to be a good girl until I could
escape.
For seven years, that van kept bringing girls to
that village.
The cops never caught them.
But I memorized their phone number.
So…
When Daisy tried to have me kidnapped,
I was planning to sell her instead.
She was so pretty.
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The men would love her.
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Daisy’s kidnapping put the Anderson and
Anderson partnership on hold.
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They didn’t say they would continue, and they
never ended it officially.
Seven years flashed by.
I had fully blossomed.
Thanks to good genes and the constant
attention of my parents,
I was absolutely stunning.
My grades were good, too. I had a super
memory and had been trained to absorb
information.
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At sixteen, I graduated from a prestigious
university.
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Now, I was helping my father run the company.
My parents took me to every fancy party they
could.
I was always the center of attention.
The most important thing was, the hottest bachelor in the country was chasing after me.
I swirled the red wine in my glass and thought
of Daisy.
I wondered how she was doing.
As long as she didn’t kill herself, she was
probably alive.
It was time for her to come back.
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I asked my father for the Anderson–Anderson
proposal.
Mr. Anderson was getting old.
He was greedy.
Hearing that we might still continue the
partnership, he came to me.
I pushed the contract across the table.
“I’m going to let Anderson Group take on this
project by themselves.”
Mr. Anderson looked surprised.
“Why?”
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“Anderson Company is moving onto new
projects, and this is not as well suited for us. I’ll take the stock options but I won’t give anything
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less than what I already would have. The
Anderson Group can handle the rest.”
Mr. Anderson was suspicious.
I sighed, “Mr. Anderson, our families have been friends for years. I said some dumb things to
Timmy when we were kids, and I feel bad about
that. We said we would do this project, and I
will keep my word. Do you not trust me?”
He seemed to relax and agreed.
Five months later, a new project from Anderson
Company went wrong. Eight people died.
Bad construction. Mr. Anderson was being
investigated.
I looked at my phone.
I smiled and fell onto the bed.
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