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“Circular or jig?” Dirk asks.
Fat Tommy rolls his right shoulder. “Let’s use the jig on him, the circular’s so hard to control when it gets bloody that it hurts my joints. Grip’s all slippery. Dangerous, really. I could mess up and cut myownleg off.” He shakes his head and chuckles.
“Oh my God.” All the blood drains from Laura’s face. “You aren’t serious.”
“Oh, I am, little girl.” He points at Dirk. “Get the tarp, too.”
“Wait!” she cries.
Fat Tommy turns back to her. “What is it, little girl?”
“Laura, no.” Scott shakes his head. “Don’t.”
“Don’t what?” She throws up her bound hands. “They’re going to cut off a limb! I can’t let that happen. Look, Mr. Fat Tommy, we can work this out.”
“Can we?” Fat Tommy moves toward her again.
I grit my teeth.
“Yes, I’ll um, I’ll …”
“Laura, don’t. Don’t do anything. I’ll be okay. He’s just bluffing about the saw thing and—” The other guard gags Scott as Dirk returns with a blue tarp under one arm and a jigsaw in his other hand.
“Okay, you can do what you want with me!” Laura cries. “Just don’t hurt him!”
“I was gonna do that anyway, little girl.” Fat Tommy laughs. “And besides, even if your pussy’s worth 20 large, I don’t have that kind of money.”
Dirk fumbles with the power outlet, but finally gets the saw plugged in. It makes a nicezzzzzsound, the blade sawing up and down.
Laura screams.
Finally. That’s my cue.
5
LAURA
The sound of the saw buzzing is one I’ll never forget. I scream. I know it’s pointless, but the thought of that saw harming Scott or me is too much. How did I get here? Tears begin to take over. I’ve never felt more helpless. Scott fights to try and free himself.
Today, I’m going to lose something. I just have to hope it’s not my life or my brother’s. I think it’s going to be something much worse. Knowing that my first kiss will be with Fat Tommy isn’t sitting well. I'm going to throw up.
“Off!”
My head jerks to the door when the booming order echoes through the room. A large figure fills the dark space. I wonder what this guy’s nickname is if they’re calling that little guy Fat Tommy.
The buzzing stops instantly.
I swallow. Did this somehow just get worse?
“Let her go!” Scott keeps fighting to break free.
“You’re hurting yourself,” I hiss at him. His hands are starting to turn purple.
I suck in a breath when the man steps into the room. My heart starts to race. I know that build. Not many men are built like my casino man. He’s not only well over six feet, but he’s broad and thick all over. But it can’t be him. I’m hallucinating that he’s come to save me.
“Laura.”
I close my eyes. There’s no mistaking that voice. This isn’t happening. I’m still asleep on my sofa. I scream when I hear a loudwhack. My eyes fly open. Nope, I’m awake.
