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I want to do something, anything. But I can’t.
“Don’t be a hero, Dove. We’re going to help these girls. Just… you’re doing everything you can right now,” JD says, able to read my thoughts on this situation.
I nod despite the fact he can’t see me.
I gasp the second the man with the coke on his fingers pulls his hand back and slaps the girl straight across the chest.
She cries out, but he soon cuts off the sound by plunging those two coke-covered fingers so deep into her throat, she instantly begins gagging.
“Good whores don’t gag. Have you been taught nothing?”
He slaps her again, making the red handprint on her breast glow even brighter.
“Want more?” he sneers. “Eat it. And do it properly.”
Twisting his fingers in her hair, he forcefully pushes her to the floor and shoves her head between the other girl’s legs.
He holds her there, forcing her to perform without being able to breathe.
“Jesus,” I mutter, slamming my lips shut the second I hear my own voice.
The rhythmic thwack from my right suddenly changes to something that sounds a hell of a lot more painful.
A whip.
This time, the girl I recognize can’t keep it in and a pained cry spills from her lips as the whip cuts through the air again.
She sags forward as blood trickles down the back of her thighs, her shoulders shaking as she tries to contain her sobs.
“Take it,” the man demands.
She takes a second before pushing up onto all fours again and he rewards her with another hit.
Her back arches, and just before she closes her eyes, she sees me.
‘Shit,’ I mouth, trying to move back. but I’m already pressed right against the wall.
It takes her a few seconds to register what she’s seeing, and when she does, she ever so subtly shakes her head.
“Aubrey, you need to get in there,” Reid demands through my earpiece.
“I will when I get the chance,” she says, her breathing heavy from what I hope is just dancing.
Shit. I shouldn’t have left her.
I shouldn’t be here alone.
If one of the men sees me. If the woman alerts someone…
But despite knowing all that, I don’t move as the men before me continue to brutalize the women.
I could go running out there and try and stop them, but what would I achieve?
Nothing.
I am one person. And those girls are doing what they’ve been told they need to do to get a hit.
This is their lives. Night after night, this is what they are forced to experience.
