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“I didn’t agree to this.” The other guy, T, says in a low, menacing voice. “You said we’d be dropping off a package. Drugs. Not women!”

“Plans changed, man. Deal with it. These guys don’t play by our rules, you get it? Besides, this is gonna make us a fucking bundle. What the hell is your problem?”

“I didn’t agree to drugging anyone! Or selling sex slaves!”

Drugs…sex…slavery?

I glance down at my lingerie again, trying so hard to connect the dots that are splattered across my mind. They kidnapped me? Are there…others?

A hazy image of Jules flashes in front of my eyes…Jules limp like broccoli, sprawled on a bed next to me, face down, not moving…

I swallow a sob. “Who are you? Why am I here?” I manage to whisper.

T finally turns around and my throat tightens when I see his face. He crosses the floor and kneels down next to me. “Sloane, it’s okay. Don’t be afraid. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“Tommy,” I murmur. I’m too lethargic to feel any bit of relief flood my insides. “What did you do to me? Why am I here?” I repeat.

“You’d better cut this shit out,” the shorter guy, whose name I still haven’t caught, mutters. “If they come in here and find you talking to her, they’ll fucking kill you. And me, so shut the fuck up!”

Tommy turns to look at the other guy. “You got me into this, Dino.”

“I was trying to help you, cocksucker!” Dino whisper-shouts.

“Please help me,” I say, my voice thick, like there’s a wad of peanut butter on my tongue.

“Look, you were kidnapped. There are other girls here, too. Someone is coming here to—”

“Shut up, dick!” Dino hisses. Footsteps from outside of the room get louder and heavier. The door opens, slamming against the wall. Tommy jumps to his feet, and Dino starts sputtering some unintelligible words to the beefy-looking guy staring them down.

“What’s going on in here? Why the fuck aren’t you downstairs with the rest of the guys?” He takes a few steps toward Dino. “You thinking about taking her for a spin?” He grabs Dino by the hair and throws him against the wall with a loud thud. “Is that why you’re in here? You got a fucking hard-on for her, Dino?”

“N-no,” Dino stammers. “We were just, ah, checking to make sure everything was okay. There was a noise, and, ah—”

Crack!

Dino goes down, face-first into the carpet after the hulking guy shatters his jaw with a gun. A scream rises in my throat, but I swallow it. I let my eyes float closed, pretending to be asleep before he notices that I’m taking in everything.

Please don’t let him hurt Tommy…

“And you,” he says in a deep, growling voice. “You’re new. You wanna get more jobs with us? Don’t fucking take lessons from this asshole.”

Pop! Pop! Pop!

The sound of the gunshot reverberates between my temples, sending a tremor through me. Holy shit, he just shot Dino…oh, my God, oh, my God…

I open my eyes a crack to see Tommy looking directly at the barrel of a gun. “Get the fuck downstairs. Now!”

Tommy doesn’t look back at me. He just walks out of the room, shoulders squared, leaving Dino bleeding on the floor at the foot of this cot.

“Did you really need to shoot the motherfucker in there?” Another angry voice floats into the room. Must be someone out in the hallway. “Mikey is gonna be pissed, man. She’s the one going for the most cash. You have to get that guy outta there. Nobody’s gonna wanna fuck that pussy with brains and shit all over the floor, dumbass.”

The door slams shut behind them, shaking the walls. My shoulders quake as the tears stream down my face. I fling an arm over my mouth to muffle the sobs rising in my chest.

I grit my teeth and grip the sides of the cot, sliding myself to a seated position. I collapse against the back wall, panting from the effort. Blood pools on the floor around Dino’s head. His vacant eyes stare up at me, and I clap a hand over my mouth to prevent the horror from escaping my lips.

Screaming won’t help. It’ll only get me killed.

My breaths come fast and sharp, like tiny shards of glass slicing away at my lungs and throat. I slither closer to the side of the bed where Dino lays. Maybe he has something on him, a gun, a knife, a cell phone…anything that can help me escape this hellish nightmare.

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