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Karen’s face twisted into a mask of rage.
“You’re a liar! He was totally into me before you came along and lured him away by sending him that filthy porn vid of yourself! Slut.”
“Haven’t you been following the news?” Molly demanded, exasperated. “It was my ex-husband, Zach, who sent him that video! I had nothing to do with it.”
“I don’t believe you,” Karen sneered. “You’d do anything to get his attention and steal him away from me! He was this close to asking me out before you came along!”
Molly could see there was no convincing the other woman of the truth. Karen was determined to believe that Torus had been in love with her before Molly had come along and “stolen him away.”
But I didn’t steal him—I didn’t even know he thought of me as more than one of his subordinates, she thought desperately. And all that time he was dreaming of me…thinking of me. That must be why he got so upset that he went into Rage for me when I explained the situation with Zach. Maybe he didn’t just feel sorry for me—maybe he really had feelings for me, even before I knew him. Maybe he really loved me and wasn’t just staying with me out of pity.
It was an eye-opening thought, but one that didn’t do her any good now. Too late, she wished that she still had a way to contact Torus. If only she hadn’t flushed the TET link! If only?—
“All right—here’s your money.”
Mandrew Pate was back. He held out an envelope to Karen, who took it and handed back the gun.
“Thanks.” Pate put the gun on the table behind him. He gave Molly a lecherous grin. “Now, where do we start? I think I’d like to see your tits—they look nice and ripe.”
Leaning forward, he gripped the two sides of the white silk blouse Molly had worn for her appearance in court and ripped it open. Small white pearl buttons when flying everywhere, clattering over the dirty floor.
Molly gasped and shrank back from him.
“Leave me alone! My husband will kill you!”
“Keep dreaming!” Pate sneered. “He’s never even going to know what happened to you. Nobody will…until fifty years from now when some hunter is walking through the woods and winds up pissing on your bones.” He cast a side-long look at Karen. “What are you still doing here? I thought you didn’t like violence.”
“I don’t but I think I want to stay—at least for the first part,” Karen remarked, giving Molly a twisted grin. “She’s such a little slut—I want to see her get what’s coming to her.”
“Fine, just don’t get in my way.”
Pate leaned over Molly again and grabbed for her bra. She’d worn one just for modesty’s sake that day, because she didn’t want anything showing through the white silk shirt. It fastened in the front, but Pate didn’t bother with the clasp, he just ripped the lacy white undergarment down and Molly’s breasts came spilling out, buoyed by the float dots she still wore.
“Look at those tits!” Pate leered at her exposed breasts. “You know, I think I’m really going to enjoy this. I don’t usually like fat girls, but I bet you’re going to be a good fuck—if your pussy hasn’t been all stretched out by that fucking Kindred’s giant cock.”
“Leave me alone!” Molly felt panic rising in her throat like bile. She did her best to get away from him, turning on her side on the dirty mattress and curling into a ball. Her hands were still bound behind her back and the zip-ties Pate had put on her were cutting into her wrists.
“Get her!” Karen exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Fuck that little slut! She deserves it!”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do! All you bitches are the same—you all just need to get fucked.” Pate came towards her again but this time Molly was prepared. She waited until he was leaning over her and pistoned both legs straight out. She was still wearing her heels and one of them caught Pate in the stomach while the other went directly into his groin.
“Fuck! Son of a bitch!” he groaned, grabbing for his balls. “You little bitch—you fucking near castrated me!”
“Just leave me alone!” Molly rolled off the bed and made a run for it. She managed to get past Pate, who was still doubled over in pain, but Karen caught her by the shoulders and shoved her back down on the dirty mattress.
“I don’t think so, slut!” she snapped at Molly. “You can’t get away that easy!”
“No, she fucking can’t!” Mandrew Pate straightened up. He was wincing as he walked, but he was no longer incapacitated, Molly saw, her heart sinking. She must not have made a direct hit. She felt sick and shaky and scared but still she tried to keep from panicking.
“Don’t do this!” she told him. “I promise you my husband, Commander Torus, will come after you. He won’t believe I ran away. He’s going to come looking for me and he’s going to connect the dots and then you’re going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble!”
“I’m not scared of that fucking Kindred freak! If you think you can stop what’s coming to you, you’re wrong,” Pate snarled at Molly. “I was just going to have a little fun with you before, but now…now I’m really gonna make it hurt. You’re going to bleed, bitch! You’re?—”
His words were interrupted by a hollow bang as the wooden door slammed open. Torus was suddenly there, filling the doorway. He didn’t say a word but his eyes were blood red and the look on his face froze Molly’s blood.
Clearly he was in Rage and this time there would be no stopping him from killing.
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