Saving Us(60)

I was having trouble breathing after being so upset. Rick poked the knife more. “Do you know why I’m here?”

He used his other hand to take the cloth out of my mouth. “Please let them go, Rick. They have nothing to do with us.”

He slapped me in my face. “The next time I ask you a question, you answer it, or keep your mouth shut. I don’t want your pathetic advice. I never have. You are nothing but a small part of a master plan. If you wouldn’t have screwed everything up for me, this would never be happening.” He pointed toward Heather. “Same thing with this one. I thought she was going to help me finish up my plan, but instead she grew a conscious. Too bad it’s too late for that. Heather here decided to go snooping into my past. This little bitch thought it would be okay to fuck my long lost son. Did you have fun, whore?” He swung his fist into her face, sending her falling against Lucy. I know it had to hurt. I’d felt the wrath of Rick’s fists before. I cried with her.

“Please stop! Why are you doing this? Why not just move on? Why risk your freedom?” I may have been bound. This may have even been my last hour of life, but I was tired of being his victim. If he was planning on killing me, he deserved to give me answers.

He took the back of his knife and hit me right between the eyes with it. I dropped down flat on my back and let the pain overwhelm me. “You say one more thing without me asking and I will cut out your damn tongue.”

I kept my mouth shut, preferring being quiet over what it would be like to have my tongue cut out of my mouth.

“This is what’s going to happen. I am going to give you one minute to tell me where the safe is and don’t you dare tell me there isn’t one. I’m guessing this little housekeeper here knows exactly where it is.”

Lucy began to shake her head. She wanted no part of this. The poor woman had spent her whole life with the Mitchell family. I knew she didn’t want to betray them, but when your life is on the line, you will take drastic measures to save it.

I took the chance of losing my own tongue. “Lucy, just show him where it is. No money is worth your life.”

Rick cocked his eyebrow and looked down at me. He pointed his knife at me and then pointed it at Lucy. When she shook her head again, he brought the knife over to my stomach. I felt it pressing into my skin. All I could think of was my poor baby. Lucy stood up and tried to free her own mouth. Finally Rick took the knife off of me and freed her gag. “I’ll tell you, just please don’t hurt that innocent child. Please, sir.”

He started to laugh. “You think that child is innocent? That child was conceived in a dirty ass hotel room. It wasn’t made out of love. No man would ever love this little tramp. I found her roaming the streets and that’s exactly where her body is going to be found once I’m done with her. Mark my word, little lady, she won’t be missed.”

I went to back away from Rick, but as I did, I heard the gun drop from out of the back of my pants. As it hit the floor, Rick was quick to reach behind me and grab it.

“Looky here. What, did you think you could get free and save everyone from me?” He pointed the pistol at my stomach. I tried to free my hands that were behind my back. They were getting looser, but not enough to get free. He pressed the gun harder into my skin. “How bad did you want to be a mother, Amy?”

I shook my head. “Please don’t do this. I will give you whatever you want. I have money. You can have all of it, just please don’t hurt my baby.”

He started laughing. “You don’t get it do you? I don’t give a shit about you or your baby. I want you dead and after I get what I want, that’s how it’s going to be.”

I backed myself up as far as I could go. If this really was my last moments on this earth, I needed to at least figure out how to save those women. I didn’t want to have to die in vain. Conner needed to know that I was brave. He needed to know that my death had purpose.





Chapter 28

Conner



Colt stayed with my mother, Van and the kids, while John and I headed to the main house. I understood how he couldn’t deal with leaving his wife vulnerable when there was a crazy person out there. That man had come too close to Noah for Colt to be calm.

John and I had a plan. We knew what we had to do. As soon as we found that Lucy was fine, we were going to head out into the woods and start looking there.

I was getting desperate. I had no idea how long that Amy had been missing and without a single phone call, I wasn’t exactly being handed a lot to go on.

Every single second that passed, left me with more concern that I wasn’t going to get to her in time. I shouldn’t have been thinking the worst, but I just couldn’t help myself. I was actually imagining the police coming to my house and telling me that they found her body, like Rick had threatened. It was difficult for me to get it out of my head. I’d never met someone that wanted a beautiful woman dead for no reason. What fueled him to be so cruel? How did someone like Amy get involved with that loser in the first place?