The blood in my veins turned cold. He said I should trust him. He promised my safety, but he lied. Sleep with him? No way. When would I finally realize most criminals did not have a decent bone in their body? They weren’t like my cousin.

"You told me to trust you," I said, with the last remaining bit of my breath.

Frankie’s lips turned into a straight line as he stood up from his chair in a haste, the anger rolling off him. "I’m getting annoyed at your lack of ...