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I’ve got no money, no job, a home I can’t afford, and my husband left me for our dogsitter—of course, they took my dog. Now I can’t remember the last time I made it through a day without a dose, or ten, of off-label pills from the guy parked behind the convenience store.

This isn’t a cry for help.

I didn’t book this riverboat, swallow my pills with a bottle of tequila, and jump over the side because I wanted to be rescued by this over-muscled lunk.

Give him a week, he says.

I’ll change my mind, he says.

Yeah, right.

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I can take abuse. After all, I’ve been doing it for a decade.

Until today.

He reached for me and I snapped. I ran. And I hid, wherever I could.

Now I’m an accidental stowaway on a riverboat captained by an obvious nutjob. But this one’s even worse than my stepdad: huge, terrifying. Angry. Bill is a ray of sunshine compared to this thug.

All I need is an escape, again. How do I get off this boat alive?

I’ve escaped one lunatic only to trap myself with another.