Afraid to Die by Lisa Jackson

Author:Lisa Jackson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-05-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

So cold ... so very, very cold.

Brenda couldn’t move, couldn’t so much as shiver as the water froze around her and she tried desperately to think of her children, her two boys who needed her. She couldn’t give up and let go and yet the seduction of death was oh so real in this dark, hopeless cave where the monster had stripped her naked, then subdued her with a drug he’d slipped into her vein.

She’d called for help, she’d prayed, she’d endured the maniac’s weird ministrations, even, God help her, begging him to let her go, promising to not tell a soul, to do anything he wanted. Now as she thought of her desperation, her humiliation, she wondered if it would be best if God would take her home. The boys, they would be all right. Ray would take care of them, wouldn’t he? Maybe he’d get married again and they could have a stepmother ...

Her mind went blank for a while as she dozed, the blackness a void for which she was grateful. Now, in that twilight between wakefulness and slumber, she didn’t understand what was happening and knew in her heart she would never. He’d not hurt her, not made a mark upon her body aside for the tiny prick of his needle.

He’d washed her, over and over again, sluicing her with warm water that turned colder by the minute, until she’d been shivering wildly, her teeth chattering out of control, and then the beauty of nothingness when she’d lost consciousness. Oh, the serenity of blackness. As she roused, feeling the bitter cold deep in the marrow of her bones, she hoped she didn’t have to look up into his cruel eyes, didn’t want to watch him as he worked over her, didn’t want to feel his lips upon her. Nor did she have the least desire to see the various drills and picks and saws hanging on the walls of this vast cavern that was complete with a workbench, running water and electricity. The tools terrorized her, and deep in her heart, she suspected that he would use them upon her.

Why, she didn’t understand.

Who could?

He thought himself some kind of artist, he’d mentioned it as well as telling her how beautiful she was, how “perfect.” Her stomach had twisted as he’d licked her navel and caressed her breast with the tip of his tongue. He’d wanted to do more to her, she’d read it in his eyes. He wanted to do all kinds of vile things to her, cruel, sadistic acts that she didn’t want to imagine.

She’d been horrified, and had lain motionless, her muscles unable to move, her voice mute though inside she was screaming. How had she not suspected how deeply evil he was, this man she’d seen around Grizzly Falls? This married man had seemed somewhat normal, a person to whom she would cast a friendly smile when he’d come to her table at Wild Will’s, but who was, beneath his normal facade, a madman, a demon sent straight from Satan himself.

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