No!I’m screaming in my head. I can’t let this happen.
My heart sinks, and my blood runs cold in my veins as Tucker turns me in his arms, so I come face to face with him. His eyes are crazed, more of those of a wild animal than a man.
His lip curls up into a malicious smirk, as if he is thinking about all the violent things he is going to do to me.
I shove against his chest in a feeble attempt to get away, but he just chuckles and throws me over his shoulder like I’m a sack of potatoes and carries me away. I know I shouldn’t fight, I know it will only make it worse, but I have to try to get away. I have to because it might not only be me I have to protect. If I am really pregnant, I owe it to that life growing inside of me to fight for us.
I bang my fists against his back and move my knees to free myself, but he only holds me tighter.
“Keep fighting, that gets my dick even harder.” He slaps my ass and laughs.
When we’re outside, I hear him opening a car. He throws me into a trunk. Literally throws me. My back landing harshly against the bottom of the trunk, knocking the wind out of me. Before I can regain my bearings, he shuts the trunk, trapping me inside and plunging me into darkness.
I bang, kick, and scream the entire drive, hoping that someone might hear me. I don’t know how long we’re driving, but it feels like an eternity. With every bump, my body is bouncing over the unforgiving trunk floor.
When the car finally comes to a stop, my throat is sore from screaming, and my hands hurt from beating against the metal.
Tucker opens the trunk, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut, the sudden light blinding me. I swing my fists blindly, kicking my legs out while yelling for help at the top of my lungs.
His fist comes out of nowhere, hitting me on the side of my face. My head snaps back, and my vision goes black for a moment.
“Shut up. You’re hurting my fucking ears,” Tucker growls.
He lifts me and throws me back over his shoulder. I lose consciousness for a moment, and when I come to again, we are inside. Disoriented, I look around. We’re in some kind of abandoned building, a storefront judging by the empty shelving on each wall.
We walk into some kind of backroom, where tucker puts me down on a mattress. As soon as he has me on my back, he puts his knee on my chest, digging it into my diaphragm.
“Don’t move.” He grabs something from beside us, which I quickly realize are cable ties. “Give me your hands,” he orders. I do it because I’m already gasping for air. If he puts any more weight on my chest, I won’t be able to breathe at all.
He ties my hands together first, then my ankles, leaving me completely at his mercy. That fact becomes more apparent when he pulls a knife from his boot.
“We’re going to have so much fun.” He smiles maliciously. His eyes are dark, his pupils so dilated they drown out the surrounding green. The hateful look on his face has only one word coming to mind.
Evil.
Chapter 30
Ryder
The entire housesmells of mold, dust, and something dead. Some rats must have starved to death in this place.
With my gun securely nestled in my palm, I make my way through the house with Maddox by my side. It’s completely quiet, a little too quiet, and it was suspiciously easy to get in here.
I glance over at Maddox, and without saying a word, I know he is having the same thoughts, which only intensifies the bad feeling in my gut. Something is off, and I don’t like it.
“I don’t think he is here,” Maddox says when we clear the second floor, anger lacing his voice.
“Who told you he was?”
“Buck. He said he was sure too,” Maddox growls. My anger multiplies. Buck and Tucker are pretty close. “I didn’t think he would betray us.”
“I know.” I nod, and I really do. I believe Maddox, and I didn’t think Buck would have betrayed us either. Not knowing what that would mean. Buck just signed his death certificate.
“The question is, why did he send us here?”
“Let’s get out of here before this place blows up,” I half-joke. Why else would he lead us here? Just to show that he can fuck with us? I wouldn’t put either past him.
Not wasting any time, we move out quickly and get back to the car.
