Chapter 89

• HAYLEY
• Cooper clears his throat, tugging me from my sorrow. “How about we get you something to eat and sneak a peek at the Fright Fights happening tonight? We have to be careful not to get caught, though. Do you think you can manage that? Lawrence disagrees that it would be better for you to see one in advance, but I think it’ll help you realize why you need to be my good little showgirl and listen to what I have to teach you.” Cooper holds out his hand to me. “What do you say? We can even dress up. I bet you want a shower, don’t you?”
• This fucker. It’s like he knows that I’ve never gone this long without bathing. The thought of cleaning up, eating, dressing in something other than these filthy clothes, and getting to see somewhere else besides the grimy basement of The Whiskey motivates me. I can’t resist. I don’t have it in me. At the Aris, I was taken care of far better than this, even though Alexander was a monster.