Font Size:

Page 63 of Pushed Through The Dark

Shaking my head no, I looked away. "No."

"Okay, what about this man?" he asked, slipping a photo next to Knox.

Shaking my head yes, I answered. "Knox, Koa's brother."

"Good. That's really good. Honesty is exactly what we need here." Opening a notebook, he wrote the date at the top and cleared his throat. "So, let's start with some basic information. What's your name?"

"Aubrey."

"Aubrey what?"

My eyes shot up, glaring at him. Thinning my lips, I crossed my arms over my chest. He had his questions, and I had mine. But I wasn't going to give him everything. I wouldn't take the chance that what I say could end up being used against Koa.

"Alright, then how about your age? How old are you?"

"Twenty-three."

"And you said you're from Italy?"

"Yes."

"When did you come to the states?"

"About a month ago or so."

"On what? A travel visa, a work visa?"

Shaking my head no subtly, I looked up at the ceiling. "Neither."

"Alright, then what about papers? Do you have documentation for why you're here?"

I shake my head no again.

"If you give me your last name, I should be able to look it up."

"No, I mean, I don't have any documentation. At least, none that I know of."

Quirking a brow, he rested the pen down. "How did you get in the country then?"

Shrugging a shoulder, I rubbed my arms up and down nervously. I couldn't tell him, even though I knew I should. I should want to shout at the top of my lungs, and scream my full name, and how I was torn from the normalcy of living.

I should tell him how I got there, how I became nothing more than an object, dressed up and sold like a living doll.

Except, I'm hit with a rush of embarrassment. It floods my body. I feel like I should have fought harder. I should have said no. I should have had more control.

But the truth was I was never the one in charge of anything, until now.

With that truth also comes risk. Koa could be blamed for me. He could be held responsible. I wouldn't put him in that position. Virgo was my captor, not Koa.

"Aubrey, I need you to be honest with me. That's the only way this is going to work."

"I. . ." Inhaling a deep breath, I let it out slow and steady. I was trying. I really was trying to do the right thing. "I. . ."

"Go on, you're not in trouble here. I promise you that. You can tell me the truth. Did Koa kidnap you?"

"No," I said sternly. "Koa didn't kidnap me."

"Then you have to tell me the truth, be honest. This is serious, Koa is in a lot of trouble right now, and for me to keep you safe, I need you to tell me what you know."