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I’m sitting on the couch when a hand wraps around my throat, cutting off my air. I know it’s not Hunter. It feels different. Hunter does like to put his hands on my throat when we’re having sex, but he doesn’t cut off my air. This feels violent.

“Have you missed me, wife?”

It’s Craigs voice in my ear. All my panic systems go crazy. My breathing stops. My heart races. My body trembles.

He chuckles in my ear, “Fuck. I’ve missed that fear.”

Before I have a chance to move, he has my hands zip-tied behind my back.

“Hunter is going to kill you.”

He walks around the couch until he’s facing me. Quicker than a flash of lightning, he pulls his fist back and punches me in the face. Blood drips down my face from both my lips and nose. I fight back the tears. Craig gets off on inflicting pain. There’s nothing he loves more than his victim crying.

I will not give that to him no matter what he does to me. He grabs my cell phone from the couch and opens it. He snaps a picture and types furiously before throwing it back on the couch. I don’t even have to ask. He sent a text to Hunter. It won’t be enough for him to kill me. He’s going to kill him, too, and there’s nothing I can do about it. All I’ll be able to do, is sit and watch.

“Do what you want with me but leave him alone.”

He chuckles, “Ain’t love grand,Sassy girl?”

Him using Hunter’s nickname for me makes bile rise in my throat. Craig grabs my arm and yanks me to my feet, pulling me out of the house. I don’t have a clue where he’s taking me. I do know I will never step foot in this house again. I’m grateful for the time I’ve had with Hunter. Everyone should live before they die. It’s not that I’m ready for my life to be over. I’m not. However, if it’s a choice between being raped and beaten by Craig or death. I choose death. If it’s a choice between Hunter and me. I choose death.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

HUNTER

Ismile when we finish torturing a man involved with trafficking, and my phone chimes. I wipe my bloody hands on a towel and open my text message from Jade.

It’s a picture of her on my couch with her hands tied behind her back and blood dripping down her face. Then there’s another text message.

Jade:You have twenty minutes to get to the wooded area off fifty-nine. Come alone. If you don’t show up or you don’t come alone, your precious Sassy will be dead.

Max looks at me, his expression showing concern, “Everything okay?”

I can’t tell him what’s going on because he’ll insist on going. I can’t take that risk.

I snort, “Difficult women. No big deal. But I have to go.”

The look on his face tells me he doesn’t really believe me, but what can he do?

“Okay man. If you need me, let me know.”

I nod, “Of course.”

After washing my hands, I leave like the world is on fire because it is. My father has her. I know the plan is to kill us both. The question is who goes first? And how am I going to stop him?

I make my way out to my car as fast as I can because time is of the essence. It’s only a ten-minute drive from where I am, but the faster I get there, the less time he has to hurt her. Her face is already bloody. I can’t let him hurt her more than that. Today, he dies. I may die in the process, but I won’t let him take Jade. Had I known where he was, he would’ve already been dead.

I race to the meeting spot ignoring all traffic laws. I piss off several drivers making them honk their horns, but I don’t give a fuck.

When I get there, I park my car a distance and go the rest of the way on foot, hoping to have the element of surprise on my side.

First, I spot Jade on the ground on her knees, her hands tied behind her back. Her head hangs down in defeat. Looking around, I don’t see my father at first. Then I spot him on the other side of his truck. Before I have time to react, I’m hit with his Taser. Instantly, it brings me to my knees. He walks over to me, chuckling, “Tell me something son.” I don’t respond, but he continues, “Is she worth dying over?”

“Yes,” I grit my teeth.

“Good because that’s what’s going to happen. You interfered where you had no business. She was sold because I was done with her. But she was never to be granted freedom. Your Sassy girl was payment for her father’s crimes. She will die in servitude. And you will die for putting your fucking nose where it does not belong.”

He drags his hand down his face appearing lost in thought.

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