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I don’t know this woman, but I know damn well her life shouldn’t end like this.
“You idiots!” he roars and comes at me again with his blade, but I’m ready for him. Kicking him in the gut, my leg’s reach gives us a few more minutes of time before he comes again.
“Stay away from me!” James’s voice rises above the murmurs around us.
“Get her off this table!” I command. The moment it leaves my lips, the leader jumps at me, but I’m ready.
Moving into a defensive position, I hiss from the pain in my bicep and forearm when my muscles tense. The wound distracts me enough to miss my mark and another sharp pain hits me in the lower abdomen. Backhanding him with a closed fist, I knock him off me far enough so I can elbow him in the eye socket, knocking him into the crowd that’s accumulated behind him.
It seems the cult is tired of waiting for this to play out in their favor, each person moving toward me with caution.
I look over my shoulder to see that James has taken down at least five guys, their fallen bodies blocking the others from getting to us as they trip on the hems of their long robes. I rip mine off, grasping onto the sleeve, then wrap it around the leader's neck and twist the fabric until it becomes a noose.
Pulling him away from the crowd, I call for James and he slowly comes to my side with his fists up before his face in case anyone tries to get him by surprise.
The rest of the cult members stand there in fury when they realize what I’ve done and the tension in the room becomes thick and oppressing.
“You fuckers are going to unstrap this woman right fucking now!” I bellow.
No one moves. I twist the fabric tighter around the leader’s neck and he begins to gurgle. One of the robed idiots finally jolts into action and quickly comes over to the woman, doing as I say. James grabs him by the scruff of his neck before he can touch her. “Unstrap her and get the fuck back,” he snarls.
Good. He finally found his balls. It took him long enough.
He watches intently as the robed man does what he is told, while I keep my eyes on the angry faces before us. Loosening my hold a bit, I let the leader cough and take in air, keeping him alive for the time being.
The moment the cult guy is done, James grabs the back of his robe and throws him off, then helps the pregnant woman up. Her gag comes off last and when it’s finally free of her, she coughs and sobs out loud, ripping my heart out.
“James,” I call out, tipping my head toward the blade on the ground. He nods and grabs it before returning to the girl’s side protectively.
I move through the crowd, dragging the leader by the neck with my makeshift noose, his feet kicking behind us. James has taken off his own robe and wrapped it around the woman, covering her up and making his way with her swiftly before us.
“You can’t take the high priest,” one of the members exclaims.
“Just need a little insurance,” I throw back at him as he begins to ascend the steps toward the entrance behind James.
When the ocean breeze hits us, my heart starts to calm. We might make it out. Dragging the leader’s feet across the sand, I survey our surroundings and see that it’s still empty in the darkness of the night.
“James, take her to the police station,” I instruct, trying to figure out how we were going to get out of this alive.
“What about him?” he asks.
“I’ll handle it.”
Derrick
I jutmy hip out and James quickly retrieves the keys and leads the woman toward our parking spot. The sound of the waves behind us gets louder as the winds pick up with the darkness of night.
I unwind the cloak from around his neck, but don’t let him escape. He coughs and I grab the scruff of his shirt, bringing him to his feet and shoving him in the direction of a large rock that juts toward the ocean. I toss the robe aside to keep my hands free in case he tries anything.
“Get your ass in that direction,” I command my friend.
James and I have had our disagreements, but when it came to survival, we wouldn’t trust anyone else. He scowls but does as I say and quickly leaves. The other cult members slowly come out of the entrance of the sacrificial chamber, as I’ve come to call it now. I watch as they look around and point in our direction.
I honestly had no plan other than to save the woman. And now that James has taken her to safety, I’m all out of plans.
Forcing the leader up the dark, jagged rock formation, I figured I can see a better exit strategy from higher ground.
“You got the woman. Let him go,” one of the members shouts out with a look of rage.
