Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
They dragged him in kicking and screaming. “Who are you?” He focused on me before I throat chucked his ass and pushed him down on the chair.
I opened my little bag of treats and shoved two leaves in his mouth. Mengele wasn’t lying that shit worked fast. It started out slow, maybe taking thirty minutes before the first sign of distress.
“What is that, what did you give me?” He eyed the bag in my hand and asked after I stopped holding his mouth together. “Where’s the kid? You tell me that and I’ll let you live, you don’t, you die.”
He put up a good fight that dragged on for damn near three hours. That’s when the fun really started. He lost control of his body, his head slumped forward and he started screaming.
“Open.” He fought not to open his mouth but that wasn’t gonna work. “Okay-okay I’ll tell you.” We were halfway out the door before he was done talking.
I didn’t even stop to ask if the place was booby-trapped as well. My only interest was in getting to the kid. We reached the border of the property less than an hour later and moved in.
I heard movement like someone running through brush on the other side of the cabin and rushed the door. There was no doubt what my first priority was.
It was the frightened little girl on the dirty mattress in the corner. I’ll catch up to the asshole that just escaped later. That shouldn’t be hard since the other asshole had spilt his guts.
“It’s okay Amy you’re safe now. We’re here to take you home.” My crew and I were getting way too good at this shit, once too many times facing this
ugly shit.
I approached her cautiously, keeping my voice low and nonthreatening. She flew into my arms, breaking my heart and I hated having to lay her in the back of the SUV to go with the others while I hopped back on my ride.
I called my father in law on my way and told him to meet us at the hospital. I had to give him a quick rundown because he thought his kid had gone into labor.
He had half the damn station at the hospital entrance when we pulled up and the local asshole news reporter was there already with her shit. “Move that shit before I feed it to you.”
Kat’s gonna have my ass if that shit goes live. Like I care that this hag is a female. If you see me carrying a terrified child in my arms get the hell out of my way.
I passed the kid off to the medics who came running and looked for Drake in the crowd glaring at the other camera crews that were rapidly approaching. Who the fuck called them anyway?
“I know I have to give a statement so let’s get this
over with. Did you send your guys out to that place?”
“Yeah they should be there by now. How did you know where to find her?”
“Just a hunch.”
“Colton…”
“It’s like I said, just a hunch. I have to get back, your daughter’s about to pop any second.” It was a half dick move I know but it’s also the best way I know to get him off my ass.
“What do you mean? I thought we had another month at least.” Five pregnancies and he still breaks out in a sweat over his little girl. What a chump.
“Yeah well you know how that goes. If you need me to come down to the station…”
“No-no go on ahead you’ve already given me the name and the location my boys know what to look for and the copter’s out there.”
I whistled for my boys and we lit out. My part of this was over for now. I needed to get home and put eyes on my kids and wife so my heart would stop beating me to death.
I eased back into my home, disarmed and reset the alarm and made my way up the stairs. I started breathing again when I stood over Caitiebear and watched her sleep.
I had to cover my mouth to hold back the emotion. I know the women around me don’t understand why I’m the way I am, and maybe I go a bit overboard when it comes to my kids and wife, but I’m fucked if I’m gonna change that shit.
I made the rounds until I came to Catalina’s room. My terror had kicked the covers off and had one leg hanging off the bed.
I placed my hand on her little chest as it rose and fell with each breath and hoped like fuck the little girl I just took out of hell would heal. If I could I’d bring them all home with me because sure as fuck I’d do my best to keep them safe.