“I was waiting until you got
here. I thought you might like to watch.” The man said and his voice sounded
familiar to Ashley. She wished she could see who it was. Ashley managed to get
the gag loose with her tongue and she let out a loud scream.
Randall walked over to her and
pulled out a blue scarf from his pocket and tied it around Ashley’s mouth and
put his mouth near her ear.
“If you scream again, I’ll slit
your throat and rip your windpipe out.” Randall snarled and lightly tapped her
covered cheek with his palm.
Ashley sobbed quietly to
herself, salty tears running down her cheek, dampening the hood on her head and
she didn’t scream anymore. She listened to what they were saying instead.
Randall laughed, watching her
squirm, then looked at Tim. “Stephen’s going to be pissed if we don’t get rid
of her. We’ll take her to the abandoned mill outside town; no one will ever
hear her. Go get dressed and I’ll put her in the car.”
Tim grabbed the black duffle
and walked into the next room to get ready, nodding at Randall.
Randall started untying her
legs and when they were free, Ashley tried to kick him in the face and Randall
grabbed her ankle, twisting it painfully to the left until Ashley cried out.
“I’ll break every bone in your body if you do that again.” He told her in no
uncertain terms.
He untied her hands from the
headboard of the bed and stood up, pulling her hands hard enough she stood up
and he hoisted her over his shoulder and walked out the door. He went around
back where he had the car waiting, a 78 black Cadillac with a dent in the
driver door.
He fished in his pockets for
the keys and when he found them, he opened the trunk with one hand and lifted
the trunk lid. Randall dumped her into the trunk, not caring when she bumped
her head lightly on the floor board of the trunk and shut it with a loud bang.
As soon as he closed the trunk, Ashley began kicking the trunk lid and
screaming. Randall slammed his fist onto the trunk. “Shut the fuck up. No one
can hear you anyways.”
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