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351Somehow Hunter calmed her down. He shook hands with the officer again, and thanked him for letting him know about Zara. When he was gone, he cupped Claire's face and kissed her forehead. "Calm down, Dove. I'm here with you. Why are you worried about it so much?" He laughed, trying to make her feel at ease. "You're laughing, Hunter? How can you be so indifferent when this is anything but ordinary?" "Because it's not worth my time, baby. Who has time for a retard?" "It's Zara we're talking about, Hunter. She's more than a retard. You have not seen what I have seen. She’s beyond anything your mind can grasp." A low, foreboding smile unleashed on Hunter's face, "If you saw what I saw then you would never sleep again, Claire. That's why I'm telling you to chill. You don't have to worry yourself. The cops will see to it—" "She burned four cops alive, Hunter!" She pushed him away. "It takes a twisted soul and a black heart to carry out something so horrific. And who’s to say we are
350Claire came around to the heart warming sight of Hunter sleeping with his hair all over his eyes. She tried to turn to her side and her body hollered. She was sore in all places. Pulling the blanket over her chest, she rested her face on her palm as she admired Hunter.He was sleeping on his belly, a pillow under him that he hugged. Claire removed the hair from his place and pecked the corner of his mouth."You're still not forgiven, Hunter MacIntyre! I'll settle my scores with you after we get married." Claire said through her squinted eyes while a contradicting smile played on her lips.Getting up, she took a shower and came down to prepare their breakfast. Claire thought back about the night they had yesterday and her cheeks tinged with crimson. They fulfilled one of her fantasies, making out crazily like two horny individuals in the middle of the brightly lit room.
349She leapt behind the wooden fencing around the nearest house to her left; and curled into herself like a snail in order to make herself small. There was a crack in the fencing. She peeked through it and registered five police cars shooting off like bullets.It was obvious she was the one they wanted. Zara arched her face skywards. It was broad daylight. Where would she get to if she continued to walk on the lonely path in that torn prisoner's uniform? It was hardly covering her body."I need to keep a low profile for a while to stay safe from the police. They'll look for me rigorously for the coming days. I can't go anywhere until it cools off." Zara told herself before her eyes fixated on the house across from her.It looked creepy, and the darkness inside was unfathomably thick. She could get lost inside and never find a way out of it... It was that dark. A horrifying smile un
348Rage twisted Zara's belly. Her eyes took on a predatory look as she moved on her knees. Halting before the officer whose semi-hard díck was hanging out of his zipper while he was lighting a cigarette, Zara smirked creepily."Mmm, yeah. Your mouth is heaven, bítch!" He moaned as his eyes snapped shut, unaware of the bath he was going to take in his own blood.Zara's body was smoldering with resentment. While she sucked the officer's díck, her eyes raked over his body to count all the weapons he had on him. There was a gun in the holster, that he was hardly thinking about given the pleasure Zara's lips plunged him into. A cutter peeking out of his pocket along with the cigarette packet and the lighter.The outline of a phone in his other pocket made her eyes darken forebodingly. But it was the keys hooked to the belt loop that elated her the most.
347Central Jail,Bloomcrest, Zara’s face glowed in the shaft of light coming through the vent hole in her dark gray prison cell. There was a mattress in the corner, a pot of water next to it, and a plate of rotting food with flies buzzing over it.The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed off the walls alongside shrill groans, while Zara was on her fours in the middle of the room. Her eyes glistened with tears, her lips shaking. She ground her molars to hold back her whimpers of pain. A large and round, neckless man with a huge moustache— that was rounded at the edges— was snapping his hips into hers. He brought his thick hand down on her åss to spank her as a sweat bead trailed down his forehead. He groaned in pleasure, releasing into her."Amazing as always, slút!" He shoved Zara on the hard ground where she flattened with a wince."You have one sexy pússy. Can't get enough of it. So pink and flexible, I can put a long steel rod into it and it'll hungrily swallow it whole."
346Claire's POV Air was knocked out of my lungs as Hunter squeezed me in his arms. He was shaking, his arms were spasming around me. Small but disturbing sobs erupted from his lips over my shoulder. I held him tight and tried to rub my palm over his back in an attempt to calm him down. "Calm down, Hunter. You are behaving like a baby." I tried to chuckle and it sounded anything but. "You've seen worse than that, haven't you?" He squeezed me tighter as if I was the only one he could rely on. His weight made my knees shake. He was completely clinging to me and I struggled not to dwindle back and forth. As if he understood my struggle, he shifted back to deposit his weight against the car, while I stayed tightled clutched to his chest. "T-they were just children. How can anyone target them? It's not like they could harm anyone. They could barely harm an insect." He sobbed against my shoulder. I tightened my arms around him with everything I had. My arms burned from the strain, but