Chapter 15. Conviction

She had finally calmed down, he sighed when he got her to get up from the floor and move her to the bed.

He was feeling the suffocation, the AC in the room was not working. But she was still holding on to the blanket as if it was her life vest. He decided to open the window and let the cool night air into the small motel room.

"Look, why don't you get dressed, we'll go back to my house and..."

He didn't get to finished his words, she was already shaking her head.

"Okay, we'll go to another motel? or better yet a decent hotel? Look, Blair, please... let me take care of you?"

He knows... he knows, that he was going up against all that he believes in. But he couldn't care less, he wanted to help her, he needed to keep her safe.

She's a killer, she had said it and deep down he knew she really was, and he knew that there was more to the story than she lets on. He needed to know, he has to know the truth to help her.

And he was making her, hi