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“We stay together. We’ve got no idea what we’re walking into and the backyard is fenced in,” Zane said, adding a second later, “Watch where you step and watch one another’s backs.”
That last part was a given.
No one seemed to be outside and as we crept closer to the house the sound of people talking carried from one spot in particular.
Every window was open so it was easy to pick which room it stemmed from.
The screaming had died down some, sounding hoarse now but still just as anguished.
“All I see is a front door and there’s no way we’re sneaking on that porch without making noise. Piece of shit doesn’t look like it could even hold all of us,” Maliki said.
“Let’s try around back. There has to be a reason for the fence and probably another door too,” I suggested.
Flattening ourselves against the chipped exterior, we started edging towards the back. When reaching the window, Zane moved across first, followed by Addy. It was my turn next. Wisps of a tattered white curtain were the only thing blocking us from view.
Doing this when it was dark had been a decidedly smart move. There wasn’t anywhere to hide out here and the sun would only added to our exposure.
I prepared to move next, but one look inside the room had me freezing in place.
Addy hadn’t taken the time to see what inside but my expression had her doing the same.
“No one is paying any mind to this window,” I mumbled, not taking my eyes off the bed situated against the far wall. Zane, Maliki, and Greer all moved closer to see what had captured my and Addie’s full attention.
“That’s fucked up,” Zane said softly.
Coming from him that was a testament of just how screwed up the scene was.
A woman was tied to a bed, rope wrapped around her legs and her wrists so tightly it was cutting into flesh leaking a pus from an infection.
She was filthy and completely naked covered in old mud and sweat. What looked like vomit was on her chest; it was that which drew me to the Anubis tattoo.
Taking a closer look I knew just who she was. The brown hair and fact she was giving birth were confirmation this was, Izzy.
Her sister had said she would have had her baby or been on the verge of. That was too many coincidences for her to be anyone else.
Three men stood around her, one in a filthy pair of overalls and tall rain boots. The others were dressed casually in plaid shirts and jeans.
A woman with graying hair and another who looked about my age were also in the room, each on one side of Izzy.
“You’re close,” the older lady rasped, pressing down on Izzy’s womb.
The brunettes head fell back to the pillow and another anguished yell tore through the air, rope going taut as she struggled.
My stomach turned in complete disgust over the entire situation. Sometimes even I had to ask what the fuck was wrong with people.
“We need to move while their distracted,” Zane said, pushing away from the window.
Knowing he was right I reluctantly allowed Maliki to nudge me forward. We had to be smart about this. As long as she was still laboring she was okay, they wanted the baby.
The house was mid-sized and shaped like a square, placing the backward a few cautious steps away. Zane carefully pushed open the piece of plywood that had been rigged as a gate.
Greer made his way past us and entered first without having to be told, protecting his Venomous prince.
“It’s safe,” he said less than a minute later. “But…uh…I don’t know how to explain this. There’s a…pot?”
We shared a glance amongst each other and then entered the yard one at a time.
“What the fuck?” I muttered.
