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    My Captor- Chapter 11

    Shane let out a small chuckle.

    Shane: Tell them hi too. I miss them a lot. I promise I’ll get what we need soon. I want to know what she has that lets Cezar take one step closer to finding out what happened in that crash.

    Bette: Don’t push yourself too hard. You haven’t healed fully. Don’t get caught either.

    Shane: Yes mother.

    Shane smiled. She loved her friends. There was a knock at the door and Shane instantly shut her phone. An old butler came with a suit for Shane.

    Butler: The miss said it is for you. It isn’t very formal so she thinks this will do.

    Shane took it from him.

    Shane: Thank you.

    The butler smiled at her, bowed and left after closing the door. Shane took a shower and put on her clothes. The silver tie stood out over the black dress shirt and pants. Shane went downstairs into the garage and started the car. Cherrie got in a few minutes later. She was wearing a gorgeous silver dress. Shane had to agree that she was very good looking. Sophisticated, but simple.

    Cherrie: Go to the Hilton. We have reservations at the resturaunt there.

    Shane nodded and drove quietly.

    Cherrie: Do you not like talking to me?

    Shane shook her head.

    Cherrie: Then why do you always keep to yourself?

    shane: I don’t have anything to talk about.

    Cherrie: Are you like this with Carmen too?

    Shane jerked hearing her name.

    Shane: How do you know her?

    Cherrie: You’ve been mumbling her name everytime you sleep.

    Shane: Sorry.

    Cherrie: It’s okay. I just want you to think of me sometimes.

    Shane blushed and focused on driving. Nothing would become of them. She had Carmen and she was all Shane needed. Shane stopped at the main entrance and got out of the car. She didn’t notice the car pulling up behind them belonged to Carmen. shane opened the door for Cherrie. They walked in with the escort of the manager. Carmen caught a glimpse of the blue Audi TT and recognized the lanky girl getting out. Carmen jumped out of her car before it stopped.

    Carlos: Carmen!

    Carmen: Shane!

    Shane and Cherrie had already gone up the elevator when Carmen got inside. Shane thought she heard her name. Was it Carmen’s sweet voice calling to her? It was probably just a hallucination. Cherrie wrapped her arm around Shane’s.

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