KATIE
“Ciara!” I call, trying to hurry up and catch her. Something is seriously wrong. The world spins around me in a dizzying haze. I stumble into walls and trip over my own feet as I desperately try to keep up.
“This way,” I hear a voice say. I turn and see the blurry features of one of the lads from the club.
“Get the fuck off me!” I manage to shove him away to myown detriment, as I lose my balance and fall to the ground.
“Get her up before someone sees!” I hear a panicked voice say.
“Why did I get the fucking bitch?”
A hand wraps around my wrist and pulls so hard that I’m dragged across the pavement, my body scraping against the rough surface.
He tries to lift me, but I flop like a toddler, trying to force all my weight onto the ground. I can barely see through the blur of tears and pain, but I can hear his approach again as he mutters under his breath.
I’m dragged to my feet and shoved against something cold and solid. A wall? I can’t tell.
“Get off of me!” I claw at the body that’s restraining me and hear a growl in response. My head is slammed against the wall, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my skull. Everything starts to turn black.
* * *
AIDEN
I lose sight of the scumbags that left the Orion, but thankfully I can hear the sounds of a scuffle. One or both of the girls are fighting back. The drugs must not have kicked in yet. I turn in the direction of the sounds, which bring me down a small lane and into the back of the old bookshop.
These boys thought they could have somewhere secluded to get their rocks off, what they didn’tknow was that they picked the perfect spot for me to kill them. No cameras. No witnesses. No one to hear them scream back here.
One, two, Aido’s coming for you…
Three, four, they can’t hide any more…
Five, six, where’s the little pricks?
I step around a stack of old crates at the entrance and catch one of them with the mouthy sister. She’s unconscious, her dress bunched around her waist. He has his jeans pushed around his ankles, ready for the assault.
“I wouldn’t be grinning if my cock was that small.”
He spins, wide-eyed, and I pull the Glock from my waistband, emptying two rounds, one into each kneecap. As he crumples to the ground, writhing in pain, the other shows himself from behind the old counter, his hands in the air. “Don’t shoot!”
“Where’s the girl?” I demand, waiting for his response.
“I didn’t touch her, I swear!”
“Where. Is. The. Girl?” I ask again, pulling back the side of my Glock to show him the glint of the bullet chamber.
He looks down, behind the counter. I gesture with the gun for him to move aside, and he complies. Keeping my eyes fixed on his as I approach the counter and see her almost lifeless form on the floor. She’s not in a state of undress like her sibling, but her clothes are dishevelled and torn as if she put up a fight before the drugs overpowered her.
She did everything right.
She was cautious.
And yet, they still managed to get to her.
I crouch down next to her, seeing her shallow breaths and the dirt under her fingernails, which, judging by the claw marks on the lad’s neck, is blood-stained. “Good girl,” Iwhisper, gently stroking her hair.
I raise the Glock and fire off another round, right into Mr. Tickledick’s flaccid cock. He hits the ground, just like his mate, wailing in pain.
Pushing myself to my full height, I see the drag marks leading away from her sister. “Where are you going?” I grin, knowing that the hunt is far from over. “We’ve just started!”
