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I turn to glare at him. “Then how come you’re still driving? Is it because you know I’m right? That we can’t just run away with our dicks tucked between our legs? That we’re not those fucking guys?”
Niall slams his hand on the steering wheel. “We’re not those guys.”
“Thank you.”
“But I’m also not the guy with a death wish, either.”
“If we play it right, death won’t even flick us in the balls.”
A red traffic light stops flashing just as the truck goes through it and a cop appears in the opposite intersection. Niall slams on the brakes.
“Son of a bitch.” I crane my neck to see where the truck turns. It’s only a couple of blocks ahead.
When the light turns, the car lurches forward.
“Turn here.” I point to the street. “They can’t have gotten too far.”
The port is close by. If there’s a boat, there’s a damn good chance this girl they snatched isn’t the only one who’s gonna be shipped out of Miami. There’s a huge human trafficking business in South Florida and the bastards get away with it by greasing any palms they can find to get them to look the other way.
It grates on me that I was too young to help Molly. Dad found the guys who took her and killed every last one of them, but it wasn’t enough to bring her back. And if these guys are into the same business, they’re gonna die because now I’m old enough to pull a trigger and plug them in between the eyes.
Niall slows down as we drive down the street. The port is at the end of the block, and sure enough, there’s a boat docked.
“They’re selling girls.” I curl my fingers into a fist and pound on the side of the door. “They can’t get on that boat.”
“Oh yeah? And what army is gonna stop that from happening?” Niall downshifts and brakes about a block away from the port.
I scan the area. There’s a darkened building right across from the port. There aren’t any cars around, but shadows move through the windows on the lower level. “That’s where they’re taking the girls. I bet it’s an auction.”
Niall lets out a deep breath. “And you wanna go inside.”
“No.” I push open my door. “I’mgoinginside.”
He curses under his breath but follows me toward the building. “There has to be a back door somewhere. Nobody is using the front.”
We creep around in the darkness until we find a side door that’s unlocked. It creaks open. The hallway in front of us is narrow, like a tunnel. A chill sets into my bones. Is this tunnel for transporting girls in and out of the place? Or for sending them into one of the viewing rooms so that buyers can bid on them?
I did a lot of research after Molly was taken. I needed to understand exactly how these rings worked and what would happen to the girls. It became an obsession, all because we had no closure after she disappeared. Only a lot of my own shattered hopes of finding her and saving her one day.
But that never happened.
And since I’m big into justice, I’m gonna get it, not only for Molly, but for whoever the hell these bastards snatched.
“Why the hell is this hallway empty?” Niall whispers as he has his gun outstretched. “If they’re moving girls in and out, where the fuck are they?”
We duck in and out of rooms until I twist the handle on one black metal door. Five girls are sprawled on mattresses, some clothed, some naked.
“Shit.” I creep inside and drop to my knees next to a blond girl wearing a Miami Heat shirt. Her skin is pale white. I grab one of her hands. Ice-cold. A trail of what looks like dried-up vomit streaks her cheek. “I think she’s dead.”
My pulse hammers. I stumble backward. It’s not like I’ve never seen a dead body before but this one… this girl…
With her curly blond hair, it could be Molly.
Did Molly die like this? On a dirty mattress, so shot up with drugs that she choked to death on her own puke?
I jump away from her and move to the girl lying next to her. Her hair is a reddish brown. It’s stuck to the sides of her face. I cup her chin and move her head slowly. Her eyes open a crack.
“Daddy,” she croaks. “I’m s-sorry I didn’t call.”
