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Tears streamed down her face now, and she was shaking with real fear. "You're wrong, so very wrong. They won't pay one cent!"
"You touch her, and I'll come after you." Jeremiah told him.
Leah's head turned to stare into Jeremiah's face. He'd said the wrong thing, and he didn't even realize it.
"No…no, I'll go, but don't you hurt him…" She burst out.
"Don't hurt him? Well now what the hell is going on here. You sweet on this red-neck hick?"
"Please Leroy, these are decent people. I don't want them hurt. I'll go with you, but don't hurt him."
"You begging for his life, girl?"
"Yes, I'll beg, I'll do anything you want, but leave them alone. Let's go. Let's go now."
"Leah no!" Jeremiah hollered.
"Stay out of this, Jeremiah." She frowned at him now. "It's my business, not yours. He's right, I owe him something."
Jeremiah shook his head. "You're wrong, I'm in love with you Leah…."
Her eyes widened for only a second, then she swallowed hard and shook her head. "Then you’re a fool."
Leroy laughed, "Poor little stupid farm boy. Come on Leah…" He flicked the gun toward the back door. "Let's go."
She nodded. But just before she left, she tossed Jeremiah a glance, and he saw the fresh tears that ran down her face. She said nothing, but those tears told him everything.
She'd been living on the edge with this guy, trying to survive since her parents kicked her out. Now he'd come to collect what he thought he should have had all al
ong. How had she managed not to get raped by this creep? Jeremiah ran to the house. His heart hammered in his head. He was so worried about Leah he couldn't think straight.
"Call the police…." He told his mother.
"What's wrong?" She frowned at him.
"That creep that stole the car, stole Leah now. And he's going to try to ransom her for money. He found out her folks have money. Call the police. I'm going after her."
"Jeremiah, your dad's not here, don't go yet."
"I have to mom, they'll get away and I won't be able to find them. I've got to go now. He's going to rape her Mom. I can't let that happen. Where are the keys to the truck?"
"On the coffee table. Be careful son."
"I intend to. Call 911."
She nodded and swallowed hard. "Poor Leah, she's had it so hard."
"I know. I'm going to put a stop to this now…."
"I thought he was in jail."
"He broke jail."
"Oh dear God…be careful."
"I will. See ya." He kissed her cheek and run out the door.
He saw the dust kicking up behind the car they escaped in.
