Chapter 54: Grace Captured

Thanks goodness the snot-nosed twenty-something at the phone store had talked Grace into a camera phone.

She took a picture of Mark and sent it to Zach. That’s if she remembered his address correctly.

Her captor had confiscated her cell phone not long after that. It rang once before Mark turned it off, dropping it on the seat beside him.

Grace lay across the back seat, her hands duct taped behind her. Her sweat was beginning to loosen the glue on them so she worked at the binding with as little noise as possible.

Mark rambled in the front.

“I have a nice house down the Shore for us. It’s been in my family for years.”

His family? She thought he was an orphan. How much did she really know about him?

“What house.”

She’d promised not to scream so he didn’t put tape over her mouth. Her mind worked furiously to get herself out of this situation. She didn’t know how stable he was. Maybe he would kill her.

“Our beach house.”