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of this. Or that you’re staying positive, at any rate. Being used

as a human pawn is inexcusable.”

Haley pressed her lips together tightly. She didn’t want to

think of herself that way. She didn’t want to think of her dad

using her. She’d made the decision of her own free will, even

if the situation was untenable.

Amy got a devious look in her eyes. “I want to meet her. I

want to see what the lady dragon is like. The one who keeps

you under lock and key in her castle. It’s basically like a dark

fairy tale.”

“More like a horror movie,” Elva corrected.

“Does she have a piano?” Amy asked on an eyeroll. “She

probably does. Stashed away somewhere. Houses like that

always do.”

“I never even thought to ask.”

Both her friends gave her incredulous looks. “You’re a

music major, your favorite thing in the whole world is the

piano, and you never asked?” Elva shook her head. “You need

to ask.”

“Okay. I will. I’ll ask Jean or Mary. They’ll know.”

Amy giggled. “Sit your bodyguard down and treat him to a

concert. Maybe that will soften him up. You might even get

the big beast to shed a tear.” Her face paled and she shut her

mouth quickly. “Oh shit,” she hissed. “Does said big brute

have a snake tattoo on his neck and an even bigger one with

the jaws open peeking out from a really ugly slash scary

buzzcut?”

“Fuck,” Haley hissed, tensing up. She didn’t have to turn

around to know that Snake was bearing down on them. “That’s

him.”