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second, and then tried to slam the door closed, but Richard was already forcing his way in, shutting the door behind him, trapping her in with him. She backed away until she hit the wall, her stomach twisting with sick fear at the sight of him. His handsome features were fixed in a cruel expression, that familiar anger lurked in his eyes as he looked her up and down. God no. Please no.
    Richard crossed the room toward her and with a spike of adrenaline she tried to rush past him. He grabbed her easily, slamming her against the wall, his hands locking painfully on her upper arms. She forced herself to speak past the pain. “How…how did you find me?”
    He gave a cruel laugh. “I have my ways. Did you really think you’d be able to hide from me, Hannah?”
    Fear crawled up her skin but she held herself still. “What do you want, Richard?”
    His lips twisted into a menacing smirk. “You, of course. By my side, where you belong.”
    She shook her head. “Don’t you get it, Richard? We’re divorced, it’s over. I am not part of your life anymore.”
    That earned her another brain-shaking slam against the wall, but her fear was starting to dim to be replaced with anger. How dare he come after her like this?
    “We can remarry.” His eyes had that maniacal gleam she’d seen so many times before, the look that always filled her with utter terror, but unexpectedly, the knowledge that she was married to Sol gave Hannah strength. No matter what Richard threatened to do to her he couldn’t legally make her marry him because of Sol.
    Sol. Just the thought of him made her feel safe, helped her fight the fear that was trying to paralyze her. She raised her face defiantly. “I don’t love you Richard, don’t want you, and there is nothing in the world that will make me marry you.”
    He gripped her more tightly, pulling her toward him. As he moved her, her top pulled back from her neck and his eyes settled on Sol’s bite mark. His expression became furious. “You bitch! You unfaithful little slut. You’ve been with a man, haven’t you?” He shook her violently till her teeth rattled.
    A strange recklessness overtook her and she answered him in a strong voice. “Yes, I have. And if anything happens to me he’ll call the police.”
    Richard’s eyes widened for a moment, his mouth falling open at her at words, but then his expression tightened with a calculating look. “He’s here, isn’t he, in this hotel?”
    “No,” she blurted out too quickly. Richard saw straight through her.
    “He is. You’ll take me to him right now.” Her heart dropped, her stomach twisting in fear. She’d meant to frighten Richard away, not place Sol in danger.
    “No, I won’t.”
    His face flushed with rage and without warning he backhanded her, the blow rocking her head to the side, and she cried out, grasping her face with her hand. Richard’s face was fixed in a gloating smile and he calmly pulled out a knife from the inside pocket of his jacket. Icy fear licked at her as he pressed the blade to her throat.
    “Take me to him, Hannah, or else.” All courage drained from her, terrible fear replacing it. Although Richard had terrorized and beaten her in the past, she’d never actually feared for her life. Now she did and a choking panic gripped her. She had no choice; she had to take Richard to Sol and hope Sol was strong enough to fight him.
    “All right,” she said in a small voice.
    Lowering the knife, Richard grabbed her, shoving her toward the door. He scooped up one of her sweaters, draping it over his arm to cover the knife as he pressed it to her side.
    “You scream or try to run and I’ll sink this inside you, understand?”
    She nodded, unable to speak, and he pushed her out of the room. As they walked down the hall, Hannah was acutely aware of his grip on her arm, of the press of the blade to her side. Please God, don’t let Sol get hurt because of me.

C HAPTER F IVE
    Watching Hannah walk away from him, allowing