Jessica touched the silver fox mask. But the man had no response. If it were in the past, he would probably put his hands around her neck and choked her until she lost breath.
Jessica put her finger underneath his nose to see if he was still breathing.
The hot breath was all over her fingers. She suddenly withdrew them.
"Is he dead?"
"No. He's alive."
"Let's go. Please, I'm really scared."
Jessica was tempted. But compared with fear, she wanted more to know his true identity. She was afraid she would never have a second chance if she let go of this one.
Jessica took the mask off. She felt her blood running backward the second she saw his face. There was a storm in her mind.
"James Moore!" It was him!
Was it funny to put her on sale at the black market and buy her back with a ridiculously high price? Why would he play her like a fiddle with his silver fox mask?
Why?
