Wicked Liar (Dark Syndicate 3)

“Thanks, I’ll be back in a minute.”

I get up and make my way into the bathroom.It’s empty but the door leading outside is open.

Quickly, I use the toilet and head over to the sink to wash my hands and my face.

I allow the water to run for a little so it’s not too warm and not ice cold then splash once over my face.

I don’t have any makeup on, but I don’t want to get my hair too wet.

My eyes open, and a hand covers my mouth, stopping me from screaming.In the mirror before me, I see Jacques.

He has me gripped in a chokehold so I can’t move and I can’t call for help.

My God… where are the guards?

My eyes dart to the opened door to our left and I realize that must have been where he came in.It wouldn’t have been from the interior of the restaurant where Isabella and Emelia are.

“Mademoiselle Ricci, we’re in for a very interesting time,” he taunts planting a kiss on my cheek.

My strangled cries are muffled by his large, thick hands.I try to get away but I can’t.

Another man comes up to us and rubs something that stings over my wrist.

Whatever it is works almost instantaneous because just like the other day when I fainted and felt like I was falling into darkness, the same thing happens.Except this time, I’m in danger.