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“You keep quiet and stay next to me,” he said. “If we run into anyone, you agree with everything I say.”

She nodded, and then he leaned up on one arm. The movement pushed his hips down into her, and to
her horror she felt something press against her. That same bulge she’d seen before, only much bigger. He
wanted her.

Her startled gaze flew to his face again.

“If you’re good, I’ll keep you around for a while,” he said slowly. “You might have all kinds of uses.”

With that he let her go, pushing himself to his feet and then pulling her up roughly beside him. He grabbed
her upper arm and marched her down the street toward Edgar’s office. As they walked, a van pulled up
next to them, and for one shining moment hope filled her heart. Then the door slid open, and a black man
with eyes as dead as her captor’s looked at them.

“Who the hell is she?” he asked.

“She’s my new toy,” the man said. “She fucked up my little visit with Eddie-boy, and now she’s seen too
much.”

“Why is she still alive?” the man asked as casually as if they were discussing a sick plant. “Valzar isn’t
going to like this.”

“Why do you think she’s still alive? Look at her,” Sean replied, jerking his head in the general direction of
her breasts. “I could use the services of a pro right now, and she’s feeling motivated to stay alive. We’ll
work something out.”

The man shrugged, apparently indifferent to her fate.

“So long as she can’t ID us when this is all over,” he said. “Oh, we got Edgar for you. He’s in a
dumpster about a block the other direction.”

“Thanks.”

Sean pushed her into the van and hopped up after her. She lurched against the other man, and he pushed
her back into a seat. His touch held no kindness.

“Let’s go,” Sean said, thumping the back of the seat before him. The van swerved out into the street,
tires squealing across the wet pavement. Sandra sank back into to the seat, wishing with all her might that
Sean and his friends had gotten to Edgar long before she’d ever heard of the asshole.




Chapter Two


Sean collapsed on the seat next to the hooker. He was exhausted, soaked and had missed out on getting
personal revenge against the man he hated more than anyone on earth. He’d waited years for that