Page 21 of No Savior


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She’d been lucky enough to overhear one of the other girls. That’s the only reason I knew anything about the organization and what to expect. At this point, it was a waiting game.

After her disappearance, being alone had brought back all the memories I’d had with my sister. Before Briana had gotten mixed up with the wrong crowd. Alcohol. Drugs. By then, I’d been out of college living a life of my own.

Jesus. If only I could go back and be the big sister she’d needed.

The girl’s racking sobs instantly pulled at my heartstrings. “Hey, it’ll be alright. Somehow.” I moved beside her, trying to be supportive. “What’s your name?”

“Tammy.”

“Well, Tammy, I’m Reese.” She was shivering to the point her teeth were chattering.

“Why are you here?”

“Because I believed I could beat the devil.”

The clang of metal dragged me from a fitful sleep. Lifting my head, I immediately tensed.

This time there were two guards, one opening the cell door.

“You. Get the fuck over here.” The bastard was pointing to me.

“What’s happening?” Tammy asked, the fear in her voice matching mine from days before.

“Just stay out of it.” I moved off the cot. While I was terrified, so much so I couldn’t breathe, I also knew my only chance of escape and locating my sister was when I was freed from my prison. Maybe if I was more cooperative, the bastards would let their guards down. “Everything will be fine.”

As I approached, the same goon swept his gaze to my feet. “You’re coming with us.”

“Where?”

“I already told you. To be sold. But first we need to get rid of that fucking stench.”

I walked right up to him, offering a smile. “When this is over, I’m going to enjoy watching you being arrested.”

Both men laughed as if they were impervious to the law. To hell with them.

When the other guard grabbed my arm, I jerked it free. “Don’t you fucking touch me.”

“Oh, this one is a feisty one. I bet she’ll provide a great show tonight.”

A show. That meant there would be several people around. From here on out, I needed to pay very close attention to everything around me. Maybe my sister would be wherever they were taking me.

Laughing with them, I shifted my gaze back and forth. “Let’s get this over with. I can’t stand the stench of either of you.”

The guard I was most familiar with was instantly irritated. He slammed me against the wall with his hand under my chin.

“I suggest you keep your mouth shut, little bitch. I don’t care how valuable you’re supposed to be, you will not be allowed to misbehave.”

“Let her go. Lucifer doesn’t want her marked.”

Lucifer.

All the moments of anger I’d experienced over the long days had been directed at the one man. Lucifer was obviously running everything.

Hissing, the man let me go, tossing me from the open door.

“Who are you people?” I dared ask.

“No one you want to know.” The guard I’d never seen before offered the answer without hesitation, the other instantly tossing him a harsh glare.