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Rather than deal with the piece of crap on the floor, I dart out of the room and look around. Maynard is at the top of the staircase, already heading back down. I curse, turning the other direction and praying there’s a window or a fire exit.
The room is bigger than I anticipated, a huge concrete structure that I quickly decide must be some kind of basement. There are a few rows of rooms that seem to be empty and dark. I hear a noise from one but don’t stop to look.
“There’s nowhere to go,” I hear Maynard’s voice call. “Make this easy on yourself!”
I take another turn, looking behind me but seeing no one.
Dead end.
Fuck!
I turn and look around, about to leave, when a flash of blonde catches my eye. My eyes widen as I take in Savannah’s face through the bars. Her gaze is wide and pleading. Her face is more bruised than I left it.
Is this what they do here? Are all the girls upstairs destined to be whored out and trafficked?
The distraction of seeing her is enough for me to miss hearing the footsteps getting closer. This time when I turn, Maynard is standing at the end of the hallway, a regretful look on his face.
“I do not wish to hurt you,” he says in his thick accent, “But you go back to room.”
I bark a laugh and ready my stance.
This guy is a fucking beast and I’m naked, beaten, and malnourished, but fuck if I’m going down without a fight.
“Your mother sucks cocks in hell,” I hiss, and he actually sighs.
He takes a step forward, tentative and slow, as though I’m a skittish animal he hopes to tame and not a wild stripper in a fucking dungeon.
“You come now,” he says.
I spit at his feet, something akin to a growl growing in my throat. Even though he’s easily three times my size, he watches me warily.
Smart man.
I see the moment of decision when he realizes he’s going to have to hurt me to get me to cooperate, but before he can move, there’s a ringing from his pocket.
I’m surprised when he stops to pick up the phone.
“Boss.”
I can’t hear what’s on the other end, but it’s brief.
“Okay,” is all he says before clicking the phone off and putting it back in his pocket.
“Neil wants to see you,” Maynard says. “You go back to room.”
I shake my head with a laugh. “Yeah, ‘cause that is going to make me fucking listen.”
Maynard sighs again.
“Okay. We do this hard way.”
My body aches, and despite his attempt otherwise, I end up more beaten and bruised as a result with my run in with Maynard. Clearly, he’s been trained as well, because the man knows how to inflict pain without much visible damage. My rib might well be cracked, though.
At least I got in one good nut shot.
I shift, trying to get the blood flow in my hands, but it’s useless. They tied me up and now I wait with my back to the door, doing what I can to keep the fear from overwhelming me.
You’re a badass bitch, I tell myself.You can get through this.
