Chapter 7

Michael Blake was bringing me back to cook for Andrea Knox, who couldn't get used to local food.

The first thing Andrea Knox did when she saw me was raise her hand over her nose "Well ...... that stinks!"

It's hot in Southeast Asia and I haven't showered in so long that it's actually normal.

But it embarrasses me when she yells it out like that.

Michael Blake had a closet full of local specialty dresses for her, and she threw two at me like a handout, "Go take a shower and change, it really stinks."

I lowered my eyebrows, good.

During this time, Andrea Knox attempted to escape twice and was caught both times.

For the second time she was left in a sorry state on the floor, her clothes covered in muck and her hair disheveled.

Michael Blake played with the gun in his hand, cupping Andrea Knox's chin and pulling her close, his tone cold and creepy "I told you, you're not stepping foot outside of this house without my permission, remember?"

She looked at Michael Blake in panic and suddenly pointed at me, screaming "It was her! She was the one who encouraged me to run away, I didn't know anything, it was her!"

I sucked in a breath of cold air as Michael Blake was silent for a moment and kicked me in the knee, the sharp pain hit me instantly and I fell to my knees.