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"You gonna kill me now?" He tries to sound unafraid. Death has to be better than the torture, he tells himself. He fears the knife though, is terrified of the fucking knife, and he hopes they'll just shoot him in the head before he knows what's happening. Quick and painless--that's how he wants to die. Well, he wanted to die an old man on his bike, going ninety-miles-an-hour down a dark stretch of road, but a bullet will have to do. He tries to bury himself in the memory of his mother's embrace--home--he wants that to be the last thing he thinks about.
Abruptly, feminine lips press gently against Kid's own. He pulls away in shock. Felipe's laugh filters through his ears as an amused rumble. "I can kill you if you wish it. Though, I was going to suggest the opposite. Would you like to live instead? Would you like to get out of this room?"
Kid licks his dry lips. He's exhausted. He's hurting. And he has no reason to lie--especially when he has no cause to believe he'll be set free. "I want to go home."
9. Celia
Celia presses against Kid's side. "Where is home?" she says in English. Her voice seems to soothe Kid somewhat. She lifts the bottle of water to his parched lips, allowing him one large sip and nothing more.
"With my parents," Kid whines. He shifts in his bonds, craning his neck to tuck his head in Celia's neck. She can't resist nuzzling his sweat-damp hair with her cheek as she cords her fingers through his tangled hair. "They're dead," he whispers.
Celia whispers her condolences while continuing to stroke Kid's hair and quietly asks how they died. She never knew her mother and has always rejoiced in the death of her father, but she can still empathize with Kid's heartache insofar as she understands love itself.
"Car accident," he replies in monotone. "Five years ago." His lips brush Celia's neck as he speaks; it makes her shiver. "I should've gotten a clue when I had to use my key to get in the house. Mama was usually home. She used to make me a sandwich, ask about my day, shit like that." His stomach growls. "She wasn't there. I remember the house felt weird. Empty. Turned out Dad had come home early to take her to lunch. They never came back."
The room is silent in the wake of the young man's grief. Celia looks up at Felipe, asking him with her eyes if he'll release the boy so she can hold him properly. She isn't surprised when her master shakes his head. Felipe is much too cautious about Celia's safety. What could this boy do to her really? She rolls her eyes, but her lips betray how charmed she is by her enigmatic lover. She's come to respect his logic over the years; he's a hell of a chess player.
"Celia, give the boy more water," Felipe voices gently.
Kid drinks the few sips offered to him and barely manages to keep himself from begging for more. "Why are you being nice to me?"
10. Kid
Kid finds Celia's presence oddly comforting, considering she's made no move to free him. His mother had been a loving woman, always hugging and kissing him. He'd loved it as a boy, hated it as a teen, and aches for it as a young man. He shifts closer to Celia.
His uncle Tiny had never been one for heart-to-heart talks, even if it was his own brother, Kid's father, who'd died.
Felipe laughs. "I'm not being nice, boy. I'm deciding what to do with you. The men who brought you have gone for a while. Your female companion has been found responsible, and her fate is out of my hands. That leaves me with you."
Kid shakes within Celia's arms. "If you already know I didn't do it, why did you ask me?"
"I had to know if they'd broken you."
"Is Nancy dead?" He doesn't want her to be dead. No matter what Nancy has done, she's paid. They've all fucking paid.
"She's alive. Though, like you, she probably wishes for death. The two of you have angered very dangerous men."
"Caleb, you mean." Kid's stomach cramps a little more. He hasn't seen or heard Caleb since being taken hostage. He has no interest in a reunion. He recalls with too much clarity their introduction.
Felipe sighs. "Yes, Caleb is a dangerous man. Unfortunately, he is not the only man upset by this situation. Tell me--because I sense something else is in play--why do you suspect Caleb reacted so...passionately? Could it be he has affection for his captive? I'm curious."
Kid recoils sharply away from Felipe's stroking thumb. The affection is unwarranted and reminds Kid of the taste of his own tears and Tiny's blood. Caleb and Felipe are obviously cast from the same mold, perverts who like touching his mouth.
Felipe chuckles and pats Kid's bruised cheek, not ungently. "I'm an extraordinarily curious man...Kid."
"She ran away from him," Kid manages to say. "Tiny said we were helping her escape."
"For a price," Felipe accuses.
***
Tiny walks to the door and makes sure it's locked before he addresses the club. "I hope you assholes are ready to make some serious money. That girl is worth a hundred grand once we get her to Chihuahua."
Hog is the first to speak. "What the fuck, Tiny? You go out for a beer last night and come back with some girl? Who the hell is she?" he asks the last in an angry whisper.
Kid keeps his mouth shut, as usual, while the other guys murmur in agreement with Hog. Kid is just as curious as everyone else, but Tiny is his only real family, so he tries not to piss the man off. Maybe the girl just needs a ride and is willing to pay a lot to get there. Kid shakes off his stupidity. No one pays a hundred grand for a damn ride.
"What are you?" Tiny admonishes. "You a bunch of pussies now? I took a ride over to the bar after I hooked up last night, and the bartender let me drink. So, he's bringing in crates and I'm sitting there, having a beer and minding my own damn business, when this half-naked girl runs in screaming for us to lock the door." Tiny instantly commands attention. "Her and the bartender are shouting back and forth. Apparently, the girl's being chased by some guy named Caleb, who's been keeping her locked up for weeks. Dude! She didn't even know she was in Mexico! How fucked is that?!"
Hog sits up straight and lifts his hand. "Wait, wait, wait. You're telling me that girl has people looking for her? And you want to take her with us to pick up our shit? Are you crazy, man? Have you lost your goddamn mind?!"
"I'm not done!" Tiny shouts and Hog falls silent. "The bartender freaks and leaves me there with this girl. She won't stop crying and asking me to take her to the cops, which is stupid, because the guy who took her could easily bribe the cops. I'm in the middle of telling her this, when the fucking guy starts pounding on the door. Girl hides under the bar and I cover her with the crates the bartender brought in. Then, bang! The door gets busted in."
"Fuck!" exclaims Joker. "Man! I wish I'da been there!"
"Right?" Tiny laughs. He starts pacing, engrossed in his story. "So in walks this pretty-boy--no offense, Kid."
"Fuck you." Kid rolls his eyes and pretends--like always--not to be offended. The guys frequently like to remind him of his 'cock-sucking lips' and 'bitch-looking' face. It's been old for a long time.
Tiny laughs and keeps talking. "He's already blown through the door, so I know the damn shotgun he's carrying is loaded. I play it cool and pour myself a beer." He grins. "Right away, he asks about the girl, and I tell him I ain't seen her. We go through this whole thing, sizing up each other's peckers, and then I pull my gun out. This fucking guy...he doesn't even flinch. He tells me he's willing to pay if I bring him the girl--he's staying in that old plantation. And then he leaves, just like that. He even shows me his back, like he didn't give a shit if I shot him."
"Man! What? Serious?" Joker is enjoying himself immensely. "What are we waitin' on? Let's just give her back, let him pay us off. I ain't ready to head out yet."
Tiny scoffs. "Yeah right, that guy would just as soon kill us after we gave up the girl. Witnesses, stupid. Besides, I already made us a deal. Her friend's willing to meet us in Chihuahua and pay. I told her no cops or we'd kill her. All we have to do is get there." Tiny opens his arms wide and beams. "A hundred thousand fuckin' dollars, guys. That's double our usual take."
"We ain't in the kidnapping busi
ness, Tiny!" Hog stands abruptly, nose-to-nose with Tiny. "Cut that fucking girl loose and let's get out of here before anyone comes lookin'."
***
