Him holding me like this in this tiny car was making me feel even more trapped, even though he was the one doing all the talking.

Right in my ear, he kept going in this deep, steady voice, "Yeah, four, she is pregnant. But the kid isn't mine."

For a second, I froze as he locked those intense eyes on me, like a predator ready to pounce. "Fifth point, and this is the big one, so listen up," Richard said.

I gave him a confused look. He leaned in and ...