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hadn't even tried to hide the fact by repacking Trip's clothing after he dumped it out.
    Trip took her hand, drawing her attention back to him. "We have to leave, now. Tanya, you know nothing about me, and I don't know why you're here, but I don't think you want to be. Leave with me now. I'll keep you safe. No one will touch you without your permission again. You'll have your own place, a job if you want, your own life."
    Tanya stared at him. Her heart dropped to her feet. Big, muscled, tattooed and pierced, this man had no idea the danger he put himself in. Every fiber of her being shouted for her to say yes, to take the chance at freedom he offered so lightly. What would that be like? Every decision had been made for her the last four years, even what and when to eat.
    "What are you waiting for, girl? Yes or no?" The other man scowled in her direction and zipped Trip's duffle bag.
    The tremor started in her fingertips and traveled through every muscle until she shook violently. "I-I can't." Tears spilled over and rolled down her cheeks.
    "Why the fuck not?" Trip's anger made her flinch. "No one will hurt you again, Tanya." His voice gentled, but his eyes still burned.
    "B-buffalo owns me." For the first time, she said the hated words aloud, admitting it somewhere other than in her mind. Her stomach threatened to heave and she swallowed hard.
    Trip's brows shot up, then dropped into a deep frown. "What do you mean, Buffalo owns you?"
    Air refused to inflate her lungs. "I'm a sl-slave. He owns me."
    A savage growl rolled through the room from Stella. "How?"
    The past opened up, ready to suck her back in. She shook her head. No. That old pain would do her no good now. She had to keep it away, like something that happened to someone else. Calmness she didn't feel took over to tell the story. "I was sixteen and knew everything. I ran away from home to live with my boyfriend. He wasn't much but he was better than watching my parents fight day and night. Until he discovered meth, anyway. He started selling it, just to feed his habit. When he needed more than he earned, he fell behind. One day he came in with two bikers and told me to go with them."
    Trip cursed and bared his teeth. "He paid the debt off with you."
    He hadn't asked, but she nodded anyway. "Yeah. The other girls out there, the ones he offered you, got here different ways, but it's the same for them."
    "How long have you been here?"
    "Four years." She brushed at the stupid tears rolling down her cheeks. She couldn't allow herself to cry for the things that had been taken from her. Otherwise…
    "Come with us. We'll get you out of here."
    Despite the hope that soared through her heart, she shook her head. "I can't. Buffalo doesn't give up what belongs to him. If you ask, he'll just punish me."
    "I didn't intend to ask."
    Horror shot through her. "If you steal me, he'll come for you. And he won't stop." The damn tears started again. "He's done it before. One of the girls' boyfriend came for her and took her away. Buffalo hunted them down. It took the boyfriend a long time to die and they forced him to watch as they all raped her, over and over. I won't go with you." As much as she hoped what he said about keeping her safe might be true, she couldn't push those images out of her head. Dread swallowed her whole as she remembered how that other girl died.
    "Tanya, please, you can't stay here. I won't let him get you. You'll be safe." Trip reached for her but she pulled back.
    "No! I can't." She shuddered with fear and disgust. "Don't you get it? By even saying it, you're putting my life and yours in danger. Mine might not be much, but it's all I have left. And I won't ask someone else to risk theirs." Wheeling, she raced from the room and down the hall. She finally found herself in the room she shared with the other girls when they were allowed to sleep somewhere other than in a biker's bed. No one was there and she burrowed into the threadbare blanket she used. She had no