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Carter.

Dad must have given him the money for something.

I start crying because I can’t believe he’d do that again. I’ve sacrificed so much. So much and Dad’s still giving Carter money?

“How much is owed?” I stutter.

“Two months Princesca, with interest. Your father made the mistake of thinking I would show him some compassion.” Hector stalks back to Dad, hits him with the back of the gun and Dad falls back against the floor howling with pain.

“Stop it!” Beth screams. She’s screaming and crying. But Hector starts kicking Dad over and over again.

“Please no, I have the money!” I scream on top of my lungs. It’s only then that he stops and comes back to me.

“I have the money,” I repeat. The money Chloe gave me. I have that. That is what I have.

Oh God. I can’t believe I have it.

“You have it?” he asks.

“I have it. In my purse there’s a check for five grand,” I nod vigorously.

He yanks my purse from me. Right off my shoulder. He digs around until he gets to my wallet with my cards and the check. A maddening smile crosses his face when he looks back at me. He waves the check in front of my face and smiles wider.

“Payment received, but guess what, seeing as how it’s late I need compensation and interest. Ten grand more for the trouble.”

Ten grand!

Jesus Christ, what an asshole.

“I don’t have anymore,” I gasp in horror. How can he be so cruel? How?

He grabs my face and squeezes me hard. I’m sure there are fingernail marks in my skin and possibly he’s dug in so hard, he’s cut me.

“Awww. You don’t have it?” he says in a sing song voice.

“That’s a shame, chica.” He twists around and aims the gun at Dad.

Hector pulls the trigger back again. Click- clack. That sound ripples through my being and sounds like doom. He steps closer to Dad ready to release the trigger and kill him.

“No, please!” I bawl out. “I don’t have any more. Please can you just give me a chance to get it.”

From where?

Oh God in heaven, my brain’s already computing for me. Already jumping ahead and giving answers.

The job at the club. I can get ten grand. I can. If the job’s still mine I can get that money and give it to Hector.

“Please give me a few days. Please,” I beg.

Hector looks around to me and laughs. “Three days chica, or your Papi gets it in his head, we sell the little girl, and… you…” He moves closer and sickens me when he fills his palms with my breasts. This is not like Nick touching me. That was different. “You come with me, and we will all fuck you until you beg for death.”

As if his words and touching me wasn’t enough to jar me, he has to move to my face and lick the side of my cheek.

I shuffle away but he steps back anyway and Antonio releases me.

I crumble to my knees and crawl over to Dad and Beth while the men leave.

They walk out with self-satisfying confidence because they know they own us.

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