Horatio had finished packing the last of his bags when he heard a knock at his door. He reached for his gun and took off the safety. He took slow steady steps to the door and peered out through the peephole. He frowned when he didn’t see anyone standing there. He moved to the side and pulled back the curtain. Looking out the window he didn’t see anyone in the vicinity.
He frowned as he took one last look out the window. He pulled the curtain shut, reholstered his gun, and grabbed his bags. He peered out through the window one last time and bolted through the door. He ran to his car and threw his bags inside.
He hopped into the front seat of his car and threw it in reverse. He backed out of the parking lot and took off down the highway putting as much distance between him and Bernard and his insane quest.
Margo sighed as sweat rolled down her face and back. Somehow their game of hide and seek had turned into a game of tag. Even some of the other adults had gotten involved. It didn’t take long for the game to turn into a free for all. She couldn’t have been more thankful to hear Jess yell at them to stop horsing around and eat.Margo stood between Kane and Maribell waiting in line to get something to eat when there was a loud commotion outside, alerting them to the fact that they had some unwanted visitors. Kane grumbled his dissatisfaction at being taken away from his meal and marched off towards the front of the club.“Both of you stay here.” He grumbled without turning back towards them.“He’s a bit of a caveman, huh?” Maribel
“Machine?” Margo murmured. “How many of the members were stabbed during the attack?”“Um, Jess said it fifteen.” He said, frowning.“How many stab wounds each?” She asked, looking up with a glint in her eyes that had one of the men taking a step back.“She didn’t say. One second.” He said as he sent her a message.A moment later his phone alerted him to a new message. He looked down at the screen and frowned. He sent another message and got an answer immediately. He read it and sighed before looking back up at Margo.“Sixty stab wounds total. No deaths.” He said.
A/N: There will be extreme scenes of violence. I don't condone what happens in these scenes however they make for some interesting reading. Use caution when you see the ***** I look forward to comments. So please let me know your thoughts. Happy reading.“Let’s remove his clothes.” She said, going to her case.She perused the items still inside as she thought over what she would like to use. She glanced up at his now naked form and burst out laughing. She was lost in a fit of laughter as she doubled over and held her sides. Kane and Dex looked over at her momentarily surprised as she gasped for air.“I’m sorry but you said that you were going to satisfy me better than him?” She said, pointing at Kane. “In what universe could that t
“What else did they tell you?” She hissed, as she gripped his now flaccid sensitive member tightly causing him to scream in pain.“They said that they were going to sell you to some man. I don’t know his name. It was odd.” He groaned.“Lucifer?” She asked.“That’s it! Now please let me go! I’ve told you everything that I know!” He wailed.“Why should I?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.“What?” He asked, looking down at her fearfully.“You were going to kill the people protecting us, kidnap us, and let someone sell us. That alone is enough of
Bernard stood in the bright sunlight speaking with the contractors that had been hired to build his new mansion. He grunted as the foreman went over the schematics for the new building. His mind was a million miles away at the moment. He couldn’t care less about what they did with the new building. He was still waiting to hear back from Back Hawk. He was an assassin for hire, who had called him with information on his missing song bird. Apparently someone had information on the other missing products as well. It had been three days and the bastard had yet to call or come by his hotel room with the information he needed to locate her. He grew more and more impatient as the days went by. He stepped away while the foreman gave instructions to his men and pulled out his cell phone. In addition to Black Hawk being MIA he couldn’t contact Horatio. The man had gone off the radar.Bernard d
Margo watched the hotel as Bernard and his men came and went. They hadn’t really done anything suspicious as they moved about but she wasn’t stupid enough to believe what laid out in the open plain for all to see. She knew that was just a simple misdirection. It had many people fooled, even her at one time had believed the grandeur and the lies. Her eyes had been forcibly opened due to her circumstances.Margo watched as the last of the men walked out of the hotel before she made her move. She climbed out of her car and made her way to it’s revolving doors. She walked inside and made her way to the elevators. The opulence of the elevator made her stomach turn. It reminded her of the few times that she had been inside Bernard’s mansion. The display of greed was as sickening to her then as it is now. She rolled her eyes at the golden trim and elegant carpet. Even the buttons wer
Margo had dressed and went back down the stairs feeling frustrated as she felt her pussy leaking and soaking the thin material of her slacks. It wouldn’t have been so bad if Kane hadn’t confiscated her underwear. She downed the last of her beer and went back up the stairs. She was done for the night especially after her exhausting day. She went inside the room that she shared with Kane and stripped out of her clothes. She was in the shower when she heard the door open to their room.“Come here when you’re done.” Kane called leaving her to wonder what the hell he had up his sleeve.“Okay.” She called out, letting the water rinse the suds off of her body.Margo stepped out of the shower and toweled off. She wrapped the towel around her body and slathered some lotion on h
The Island was shrouded in darkness as Bernard stood among the palm trees as the wind blew in from the ocean. The darkness seemed to echo his thoughts as his mind took him down memory lane. The times that he had brutally killed someone for crossing him in even the slightest way. The times that he had killed entire families and raped their mothers and daughters just to humiliate them and break down the men in their families. He had even killed children and babies with no more thought that it would take to swat a fly. That’s how he had always lived his life. He didn’t regret a single moment of it even as he had stood there basking in the way the blood had flowed from their bodies and the light had left their eyes. He was a cold and cruel man and he knew it. He was bred from the same stock as his father. Like himself his father had been someone many people had considered evil.Bernard took a