Two for tragedy. Volume 2 - стр. 32
Now that the girls were clean, I could see how beautiful they were. Fortunately, they had already recovered and were talking as sane adults should.
– You need to get dressed," I said. – I hope my clothes will fit you!
We came out of the bathroom, and I rummaged through my suitcase and got the girls each a dress. My dress was a little short for Susan, and Lourdes's was dragging on the floor because of her short stature. Both girls were very thin – the result of hunger and suffering.
– I'm afraid my shoes won't fit you," I said thoughtfully, looking at the girls' bare feet.
– No need for shoes! Thank you! You saved us! What would we have done without you? – Susan exclaimed, and both girls rushed to embrace me eagerly, and I was very happy that I had been able to help them.
In that moment, I was glad I'd been with Grayson, or those girls would have died or been killed by him before they ever saw freedom.
– We were the last ones left in the cells. And I was so scared! – Lourdes sobbed.
– How? You weren't the only ones in there? – I asked in horror.
– No, all the cells were filled! And at first my blood ran cold from the screams! There were even Chinese or Japanese women there, can you imagine? – Susan answered me quietly. – He fooled us all!
– And where are they all? Why are there only two of you? – I asked, though deep down I knew the answer: they were dead.
– Every day his servant came and took away five or six girls: they left and never came back. I don't know where they are now or what happened to them, but-" Susan sighed bitterly. – I think Brandon killed them.
– Yes, he killed them! – Lourdes repeated her words quietly.
The three of us sat down on the bed.
So Grayson kept a lot of captives here and then killed them. And he would have killed Susan and Lourdes, too, if he hadn't had me as his prime target.
I looked at the girls, and suddenly a ruthless thought flashed through my brain: the vampire wouldn't let them go. He couldn't afford to let them go, despite their vows not to say a word about him.
– How did you get here? – I asked, determined to find out everything they knew about Brandon Grayson. Did they know he was a vampire? If not, they still had a chance to break free!
Susan laughed nervously.
– How trivial it all was! I met him in London, at an exhibition of paintings by contemporary artists. As I remember now, I saw him and thought: "My God, what a handsome man! Is it possible for a man to be as gorgeous as he is?" and then we were introduced to each other by mutual friends, and I… Lost my head! I'd never seen a man as handsome as him before. – Susan tugged angrily at her dress, and I realised that she was mentally berating and cursing herself for what she had done. – He had told me that he had been in love with me at first sight, and had suggested that I should go away with him to his castle where no one would find us, and yet I was engaged to another man. At first I hesitated, and it offended him. Then I changed my mind and begged him to forgive me… And I went away with him… But my fiancé, my Christopher, who loved me madly, probably has not forgiven me and will never forgive me. What a fool I am!
– And what happened when you came here? – I continued my cruel interrogation, even though I knew I was hurting Susan by making her relive those terrible moments.