Page 74 of Auctioned to the Devil

I release her.

Richard stands in the doorway.

“You really are every bit as insane as they say.”

Emily stiffens.

I move her behind me.

Richard smiles.

“You think this changes anything?”

I start toward him.

His smile falters.

“Caleb.”

Emily catches my jacket.

I keep moving.

Richard backs up.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“You took her.”

“She wouldn’t sell.”

“You took her.”

“She was supposed to be scared. That’s all.”

I hit him.

He goes down.

I follow.

My fist connects again.

And again.

Blood spreads beneath his nose.

Some distant part of me hears Emily yelling.

I can’t stop.

All I can see is broken glass.

Blood on the steering wheel.

Her footprints in the snow.

Her hands tied.