car. I don’t even bother locking the thing and run back inside. I hate leaving River alone, even for a few minutes. A lot can happen in a few minutes. When I get back to the room and I see River standing by the window, I let out a sigh of relief.
“Come on, let’s get out of here,” I say as I take her hand. I open the door only to come face to face with the ugly face of one of Cameron’s guards.
“Master Cameron would like to speak with you one last time.”
An unsettling feeling crawls up my spine. Something is wrong! I can feel it in my gut. My eyes dart everywhere and I stay on my guard, expecting anything to go wrong at any moment.
There are guards on every floor, from what I’ve seen. Yesterday I asked Cameron why I don’t see any guards outside. His answer was simple – the neighbors will get suspicious then. The key is to show everyone you have nothing to hide, then they won’t come looking. So he keeps his guards on the inside. People who visit his establishment, like myself and River, know he has plenty of guards and won’t risk anything - and everyone on the outside doesn’t know of the sick and twisted shit that happens inside the walls of the mansion.
We walk away from the front door which is the direction I want to be heading in. When we get to Cameron’s office, he’s too busy on a call to even acknowledge us.
I let River sit before I take a seat next to her. Every muscle in my body is wound tight. I don’t like this at all!
Cameron finishes up with the call and he slumps back in his chair. “There’s been a development,” he says, his beady eyes darting from River’s face to mine. He’s looking for a reaction from us.
I can feel River tensing next to me, but she keeps her cool as she says, “I’ve paid for the slaves.”
“Indeed you have,” Cameron smirks. “You will have them, but they are no longer in the same condition.” My heart stutters at hearing his words. What the fuck does he mean? “You see,” the fucker clears his throat, “the male slave attacked my son. Both of the slaves had to be punished. It’s the law of my house.”
River grips the armrests tightly and grinds out, “Just let me have my slaves.”
Cameron nods towards the door. “They have been taken to your vehicle. I just thought it would be in good form to advise you of their condition.”
River is up and running for the front door. I follow close on her heels, making sure that this is not a trick. River yanks the backdoor open and I hear her gasp. She pales and tears well in her eyes.
I take hold of her shoulders and I get a glimpse of Jack and Sophia. Fuck! I swallow hard on the anger flushing through my body. I can’t even tell if it’s them for sure!
I push River to the passenger side and help her to sit. I quickly rush to the driver’s side. I just need to get us all away from this hell. I can’t dare think about the two people in the backseat and whether they are still alive.
I keep my eyes on the road, just focusing on getting us home. We stop in a small town and move quickly, carrying the bags over to an old station wagon. It’s for everyone’s safety that we always switch cars. If they are tracking us they will only find a burnt out car.
I open the door and slip my arms under the girl’s body. I can’t believe this is Sophia! All that’s left of this once beautiful woman is a bloody mess. As I lift her from the car, River snaps, “Be careful! She’s hurting.” She loses it and tears streak down her face. She can’t lose her shit now! We need to get home and I can’t do that if she’s not with me all the way.
“She’s out cold!” I snap back at her. “The sooner we have them home the sooner we can ease their pain. I’m not going to waste time!”
I place the girl on the back seat and before I can go back for the man River says, “We should leave the bags. Then we can put Jack in the back and they don’t have to share the backseat.”
I glance at the