“Fine.”
I stare at him for a moment. I have to know. “What happened to the man?”
He frowns. “That animal has been charged with your kidnapping and rape. He has been deported to Columbia for trial.”
My face falls.
“I hope they give him the death sentence.”
“He didn’t rape me.”
“Yes, yes, he did. His semen was found in a rape kit test carried out on you. DNA testing has come through.”
“It was consensual,” I snap.
His face falls. “You don’t know what you are saying, angel.”
“Yes, I do.”
“No, you don’t. You have been kidnapped and beaten into submission by that freak.”
“His name is Stace,” I snap. “Don’t speak about him like that.”
His eyes meet mine.
“I’m in love with him,” I whisper.
He screws up his face. “You’re not in love with him. He has brainwashed you. You are traumatized.”
“I’m not in love with you.”
“Yes, you are,” he commands. “You have been through a lot.”
“I’ve seen what it’s like,” I whisper.
Todd buzzes for the nurse.
“I don’t need a nurse,” I snap. “I need to know what happened to Stace. Tell me what happened to him!”
The nurse walks in. “Can you give her something please to calm her down. She’s delusional.”
I frown. “No, I’m not. Get out!”
“I won’t be going anywhere.” He puts his hands on his hips in an outrage. “She is obviously having some kind of mental episode.”
“Where is he?” I yell. “Take me to him.”
The nurse buzzes for back up.
“I wasn’t raped. He would never do that!” I snap. “You need to tell the police. Get them. Get the police for me now,” I whisper.
“And then what happened?” The officer’s eyes glance up from his notepad.
“I snuck onto the boat,” I continue. I have to get him out of this. He is rotting in a prison somewhere for something he hasn’t done.
“We know that’s not true, Shelly.”
I cut him off. “My name is Roshina.”