There were three of us. A girl of about nineteen I'd never seen before, one of Brandon's girl's named Katie and me. The client said he wanted to play a game that might cause him to have to pay a replacement fee. He said if anyone wanted to leave, that was fine, they just wouldn't get their money. The girl I didn't know and Katie stood up. Katie looked shocked to see me still sitting on the sofa. "Come on, Raven, he said you could die." "I'm not going home without the money." "John handled me, trust me, this is an exception, come on." I shook my head and uncrossed my ankles. I scooted deeper into the sofa. "No. Maybe I'll get lucky, Maybe it'll be over. Maybe this will be the last time." She looked at me close. She took my hand and tried to pull me to my feet. "No, Katie. I'm serious. Fuck it." Finally she reluctantly left me there. He closed the door behind her. He turned to me. "You sure?" I nodded. He dead bolted the door.
