Page 195 of Daddy's Soul


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No, no, no.

If he caught them, he’d kill them.

Faith dragged Cammie behind a bush and fumbled with her handbag for her phone.

Pulling out her phone, she shielded the light as she sent a quick message to Reuben.

Please get here quickly.

Please.

“Where are you? When I find you, you’re dead.”

Cammie was shaking so hard next to her that Faith was scared she was going to give them away.

She should call the cops.

Shoot. She should have done that before texting Reuben. Only, he was the first person she thought about.

But, yeah, the cops were a good idea.

Just as she tapped her phone again, someone grabbed her arm. Hard.

She screamed and kicked out at Eric as he wrestled the phone away from her.

“Let her go, Eric!” Cammie yelled.

Surely the neighbors had to be calling the police by now? Although Mrs. Henderson rarely wore her hearing aids. And Faith could hear loud music coming from the house on the other side.

Faith tried to wrench her arm out of his hold, but he managed to grab them both, dragging them toward the house. She slid her leg in front of his and he stumbled slightly but didn’t let her go.

A sob escaped her as he got them into the house. He dragged them into the living room and shoved them both down onto the sofa.

“Stay the fuck there. The next person who moves is going to feel my hand around their throat, hear me?”

She drew closer to Cammie, hugging her against her as they both stared up at Eric.

“What’s the plan now?” she asked. “What are you going to do?”

Faith could see the bulge of her phone in his pocket. How would she get that back off him?

“I don’t know! I don’t fucking know!” Eric roared as he paced back and forth in front of them.

His eyes looked terrible. They were swollen and red. He tugged at his hair as he moved.

He was losing it, which wasn’t good. It meant he could do something without thinking through the consequences.

Like killing them.

“Eric, you need to let us go,” she said in a calm voice.

“Shut up, Faith! No one wants to hear from you!” he yelled, leaning over her. Spittle flew from his mouth and she drew back.

Ew. That was so gross.

“Such a dumb fucking bitch. You don’t even know when you’re being used. Prancing around like you’re better than us! You’re a broke, useless failure who lives in a basement. And you don’t even have the sense to be ashamed of that! No one wants you, Faith. No one cares about you. Not even your own family.”

Don’t listen to him.

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