Chuck stepped up to Lorrie. "You're sick. Jack won't go too far. Just do as you're told, and I'll come back for you."
With that, he wrapped an arm around Lylith and walked off.
Jack's lips curled into a cruel grin as he yanked Lorrie against him. "Still planning to stay with him? Even I can't stand to watch this."
Lorrie thrashed, trying to wrench herself loose. "Let me go!"
"You're just a plaything. It doesn't matter who you're with."
His hand closed around her throat as he ripped at her clothes.
Suddenly, the air shattered with a deafening boom.
A subordinate burst in, yelling, "Mr. Kirk, the gasoline stash just exploded! We need to get out of here, now!"
Jack's frown twisted into a grin as he turned to Lorrie. "Chuck only left a few minutes ago. Do you think he'll come back for you?"
Lorrie already knew the answer.
Flames engulfed the warehouse. Left behind in the inferno, Lorrie gasped against the searing smoke, her consciousness flickering. Dragging her injured leg, she
