On the third day of their getaway to the old town, Joshua got a call from his right-hand man, Thomas, letting him know they had finally tracked down Sue. On the other hand, Allison was tuckered out from all the sightseeing and was itching to head back to Oak Lake for a couple of days of well-deserved downtime. So, they packed up and hit the road back home.
Sue had pulled a fast one by faking a pregnancy and was whisked away from jail by Lillian's people. She ended up being smuggled to another country. Lillian had promised her the world—a cozy place to stay and a decent job—but those promises turned out to be nothing but hot air. Instead, poor Sue found herself sold into a fraud ring, living a miserable life that was worse than any stray dog’s.
Joshua’s crew managed to find her. The boss of the whole operation was also from their homeland, and knew all too well about the clout the Fisher family carried. He wasn’t about to cross them, so he handed Sue over without a fuss.
Sue was tied to a rickety old chair in a dimly lit basement. Her hair was a mess, her skin was bruised, and she looked absolutely defeated. Those bruises weren’t from Joshua’s people—they were from the beatings she got while she was stuck in that compound.
Joshua walked in, dressed in black from head to toe, radiating a chill that matched his sharp. His handsome features was shrouded in shadow. He plonked himself down on a sofa about ten feet away from Sue, his eyes steely and unforgiving. “Spill it. Who put you up to this?”
The moment Sue laid eyes on Joshua, she fell apart. “Joshua, please, don’t look at me!” she cried out, her voice hoarse and her eyes filled with despair. “I look awful right now.”
Joshua’s eyebrows knitted together in irritation. To him, Sue was nothing more than a criminal who couldn’t be forgiven. Her looks didn’t matter one bit to him. Frustrated by the lack of useful information, his patience wore thin, and his words came out sharp. “Don’t you understand the situation you’re in?”
Sue shook her head, tears pouring down her cheeks. “I can’t tell you. I was forced into this. I’ve loved you for so many years. Can you please let me go?”
Joshua’s gaze was as cold as ice, utterly devoid of empathy. “Tell me, and you’ll walk free.”
“Joshua, what are you going to do to me?” Sue’s pale face was streaked with tears, her eyes empty of hope.
Joshua’s gaze was frigid, his presence like a block of ice. He didn’t bother to answer her, and just turned to leave.
“Joshua, please don’t go!” Sue’s voice cracked with desperation. “Can you stay with me a little while longer?”
Her plea was pitiful, filled with humility and desperation. “For over a month in that compound, I endured horrors no one should face. I... I...” Sue’s voice broke as she sobbed. “Those monsters violated me! I was beaten over and over. The bread was stale, the porridge was mostly water with hardly any rice available, and the food was worse than slop. Joshua, I nearly didn’t make it. You were my only hope during those dark times. Just thinking of you gave me the strength to carry on...”
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