Let Me Go by DC Renee Read Free Book Online

idle every
day all day. He ended up landing non-steady jobs, mostly manual
labor, ranging from construction to mechanical work, even being a
type of garbage man for some companies when they needed to dispose
of certain types of waste. Benny had offered some, what he would
call unsavory, work. Mostly keeping track of some of his illegal
gambling spots, but Mason couldn’t bring himself to do that. Funny,
that kind of illegal was out, but kidnapping was okay because it
was justified. So then Benny had a friend of a friend who hired out
for temporary jobs and that was what he’d been doing for the last
year. From sought-after doctor to kidnapping garbage man. This was
all Kat’s fault. The only good thing about his inconsistent work
schedule was that he had plenty of time to figure out his plan for
revenge. He had spent the last year, with Benny’s help, rearranging
his place. “Tricking it out” as Benny would say, with the latest
and greatest gadgets to ensure Kat wouldn’t be able to get out and
no one would know she was there. He had spent a big portion of that
time following Kat Gingham around. Watching her, waiting for a way
to get to her without arousing any suspicions. He was pretty
surprised when he saw she had cleaned up her act, sobered up, and
appeared to have even found a boyfriend. Too bad her lying, abusing
past had done a number on him. He wondered sometimes if she ever
thought about him and felt guilty for lying. But if she had,
wouldn’t she have come forward and set the record straight? Nope, clearly this new-found life was all about her. Selfish.
    As luck would have it, Kat and her boyfriend
had broken up. She had no job, and it appeared she was about to be
without a place to stay. He watched her for long enough to know she
didn’t have any friends, and she didn’t seem to keep in touch with
anyone. It was like Mason’s own personal sign that the time was
right. Getting into her place was easy, knocking her out was
easier, getting her to his place and essentially locking her up was
a cinch. But being with her in the same place, torture. What he
remembered of her from the hospital, she was scrawny and scratched
up. Her junkie appearance was not attractive at all. When he
studied her after he was out of the hellhole, it was almost like
she was a different person. Her body had filled out and her face
looked healthy, but she looked tired and sad and worn down. He had
to keep telling himself that she was just the object of his
revenge. But now she was real. He didn’t regret what he had done,
but at the same time, he realized in the back of his mind that,
technically, kidnapping someone was wrong. Now that she was in
front of him, though, she wasn’t as weak as she had appeared to be
when she was with her boyfriend. That thoroughly confused him. At
the same time, she was feisty enough to exact revenge on him, so
should he really be that surprised. But damn, if she didn’t look
good in that little French maid outfit Benny had suggested. Her
lean legs went on for days and her breasts barely squeezed into the
top. Her bottom lip was a bit fuller than her top, giving her an
almost pouty expression, while her big hazel eyes pleaded with him.
When he looked at her, he almost believed the confusion written in
her eyes. He wondered if it was possible that the drugs had done
some permanent damage that caused her to truly forget what the hell
she had done to him. It wasn’t unheard of, but it was pretty
unlikely. Nope , he reminded himself, it was all an
act . Now that she had been caught, she was trying to manipulate
him with her puppy dog eyes.
    The other confusing part about all this was
her almost immediate acceptance of her situation. She tried to
assert herself the first day, but that was pretty much it. She
followed his rules and was even nice to him. What the hell was
that about? He expected her to fight him, try to hit him, even
attempt to outsmart him. The most she did was aggravate him with
her