“Good. Tell me, when do they come here?”
“Usually, a couple of times.”
“When do you think they will be back?”
“Soon.”
“That’s good.”
“Why?”
I smile in the darkness. “Because that means we will be out of here soon.”
“And what do you want me to do?”
“I want you to cry and beg him to let you go. He might hit you, but I need him to be distracted so he can’t hear me coming at him. Can you do that?”
“He said not to beg or cry.” Her voice shakes.
“That doesn’t matter ‘cause we are going to get out.”
“Okay, I’ll try.”
“Good.” I stand to inspect the room. Other than the filthy table, there isn’t anything in here other than a few buckets that I suppose are instead of toilets. The double-locked door is metaland rusty. There are no windows, so it's possible we’re in a basement.
I go back to Linda. “Listen, this is how this will go.”
I explain my plan to her and pray that this works.
Waiting for them to get back for Linda has my stomach in knots. Maybe I shouldn’t have used her as bait, but it’s the only way. This time, when he opens the door, he doesn’t come for her; he comes for me.
I pretend that I’m still bound and unconscious, but that doesn’t prevent him from kicking me in the gut. I hold my hands and legs tight and groan in pain.
“Wake up, bitch. The dose wasn’t that strong for you to stay under for so long. If it were up to me, I would have already taken care of you.” I open my eyes and look at the sweaty man. “Pretending won’t save you,” he spits. I clench my jaw, preventing myself from acting. “He is coming for you soon, and I will have my money.”
Linda’s cries distract him from me before he can say anything else. She cries even more, followed by whimpers.
Good girl. Distraction.
He stands and walks over to her. “I told you to be quiet. No crying.” He grabs her arms and picks her up like a rag doll.
She cries harder. “Please, don’t.”
I stand slowly; that's my cue. I pull the knives from my pocket and slowly walk to where he drops Linda on the dirty table. He backhands her once. Twice. She whimpers. “You want me to fuck your tight hole, don’t you? That’s how you will be quiet!”
He flips her onto her stomach and pulls her dirty dress over her hips, exposing her lower body. He reaches for his zipper and lowers his pants. “Let me show your new friend what will happen to her.” He spits on his flimsy dick and reaches for her backside.In that moment, I launch at him, sticking one of my knives in his neck.
Blood spills from it while he gurgles on his own blood. I pull my knife from him, his hand reaching to his wound. He stumbles and falls to the floor, his eyes wide as he watches me approach him.
“Are you sure you’ll be alive to see what will happen to me?” I squat to meet his eyes. “You messed with the wrong girl.” I grab his dick, and with one move, slice through it. He tries to scream, but he ends up choking on his own blood. I stand above him. “Pity. You should have suffered more. I guess choking on your own blood will work,” I say before I turn to a shocked Linda. I touch her shoulder and look her in the eyes. “He deserved that.” Her eyes focus on mine before she nods. “Good. We need to move,” I say and remember to go back to the man and go through his pockets. I take his keys and phone. Bingo. It’s a burner. Perfect. No password needed. “Let’s go!” I say to Linda, and she follows me as we exit the room.
“Stay behind me and back to the wall.”
Since I have no idea where we are, I need to be careful. I focus on my hearing as we enter the dimly lit hallway. There is only one way from here. We don’t get far when footsteps approach. I brace against the wall, Linda following suit.
“I need to see him now. I want my asset.”
Is this Anton? The man he is working with? Or someone for me? It doesn’t matter; he is also going down.
