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Chapter 22

  • “Hmm…” He sighed, the sound of someone gathering his thoughts. “You are Freya Lomie, Twenty-five years old. Daughter of Amanda Detritus Lomie, and Spencer Noah Lomie. Your mother suffers from bipolar disorder and schizophrenia, and is currently residing at the Cavern hospital Care Home in Auburn Hills. Your father is deceased. You have one brother,Jax Liam Lomie, who is currently attending Columbia College in Chicago. Your best friend is Kelly Tori Chadoni. You have one living set of grandparents, maternal. No other immediate family. You have a bachelor’s degree in social work from Campbell University, and are currently pursuing your master’s. You are five foot seven, and your weight fluctuates between one-thirty and one-forty. Blonde hair, blue eyes. No medical conditions. You had your appendix out when you were sixteen. You have been supporting your mother and brother on your own since your father’s passing seven years ago. Your favorite color is lavender. You have a slight addiction to black cherry Chobani yogurt, and you have a tendency to overindulge in alcohol when stressed.You have had five sexual partners. No pregnancies, abortions, or miscarriages. You have been on birth control since you were eighteen. You hate broccoli, and your favorite dish is chicken Parmesan.” A pause, and then he cleared his throat.
  • “What else? Oh, yes. You were arrested for shoplifting when you were fourteen, convicted, and served one hundred hours of community service. I believe that’s everything.”
  • I couldn’t breathe. Literally. My chest seized, my lungs froze. My heart stopped. I coughed and tried to suck air into my lungs, and failed. The glass of Scotch tumbled from my hand and fell to the floor with a crash. I clawed at my throat, at the blindfold, at my chest.
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