Back on Solid Ground by Debra Trueman

Author:Debra Trueman
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 1484041410
Published: 2013-04-03T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

The helicopter had taken off with Stacy screaming hysterically. The man who had pulled her into the helicopter had held her down while Stacy punched and kicked at him, and yelled obscenities.

“Shut her up!” the pilot yelled, and the man punched Stacy in the face and knocked her out.

When she woke up, her hands and feet were bound and she had a dirty rag in her mouth with electrical tape covering it. She didn’t know how much time had elapsed since they had left the island, be it minutes, hours, or days. The side of her face was throbbing and her head was spinning. Her mind was completely fuzzy and all she could think of was Muhammad Ali and that she hoped she didn’t have permanent brain damage.

The helicopter landed and the man who had slugged her transferred her onto a small airplane, and they took off again. They landed some time later on what she assumed was a private airstrip, because there were no other planes around. From there, Stacy was dumped in the back seat of a car and she was bounced around for several more hours on poorly maintained roads as the driver dodged potholes and wandering livestock. Finally, the driver pulled the car off the road at a dirty roadside motel in the middle of nowhere. The man carried Stacy to a filthy room and removed the rope that bound her hands and feet. He gave Stacy a wicked smile.

“This is going to hurt,” he said, in heavily accented English, and he ripped the tape off her mouth.

The dirty rag had protected her lips, but her cheeks stung like she had been slapped and she instantly thought of Niki and how she had slapped him in the kitchen. Stacy pulled the disgusting rag out of her mouth and tried to get up enough saliva to swallow. Her throat felt like sandpaper.

“I need some water,” she said in a raspy voice.

The man motioned to the sink and disappeared outside. Stacy turned on the water and a murky brown sludge came out. Gross. She turned the tap off and the man came back in with some sweatpants and a T-shirt and threw them at her. “Put these on,” he said, then he left again and closed the door behind him.

Stacy went into the tiny bathroom and wormed her way out of the wetsuit and put on the clothes the prick had thrown at her. She looked in the dirty little mirror that hung over the sink and her hand instinctively went up to her cheek. There was an ugly bruise that went from her temple down below her cheekbone and she had a wicked black eye.

She went back out to the room and sat down on the bed. The mattress didn’t give a bit and she pulled up the bedspread to see if it was indeed a mattress. What kind of company would make a piece of shit mattress like this? Stacy thought. Her mind wandered. How

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