Cassandra shifted closer to Leona. “Hello, pretty girl.”

Leona swallowed hard. Her muscles tensed. “Hello.”

“You're actually very pretty, you know that?”

“I do. My mother tells me that every day.”

“And yet you ran away…. Isn't that something?”

“I didn't run,” Leona paused, “I… I… I…”

“You came here to live off of my husband and me, didn't you?” Cassandra’s smile disappeared, her gaze intense now. “Whoever you're with thought they could send you ...