A serving guy snatches my plate from in front of me as someone else removes my fork and knife.
Denton chucks his napkin on his empty plate with a deep sigh. “I don’t tolerate name-calling. I demand respect from you.”My god, this man has some nerve.“So, what do you have to say to me?”
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it!
“You’re insane if you think you’ll get me to break like the rest of your puppets.” I get to my feet, making the chair scrape along the floor. My voice is oddly steady. “You’re forgetting,Denton, I was held captive for seven months. They didn’t break me, they only made me stronger.” That’s a lie, but he doesn’t need to know that. I tap my head and lean toward him. “Mentally and physically. So what I have to say to you,Denton the monster, is fuck you.” I say the last two words slowly and accurately.
He runs his tongue slowly along his teeth, and I can see him vibrating. Oh, I hit a nerve. But then a smile appears, and I know I won’t like what’s coming next.
“I think it might be time to show you that your life isn’t what you think it is.” He nods to Tim, who quickly exits, returning with a laptop and a file.
Okay…
Denton opens the laptop, clicks a few buttons, and then turns it to face me.
I lean forward then freeze, seeing it’s the TMZ article the woman in the elevator mentioned. My eyes trickle down to the two people kissing, and I almost lose it.