Desolate - Shock Point Book 6: A Thrilling Post-Apocalyptic Survival Series by D.C. Layton & Mike Kraus

Author:D.C. Layton & Mike Kraus [Layton, D.C. & Kraus, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Muonic Press Inc
Published: 2023-01-26T13:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Evelyn Parker. Missouri

Wade dropped the tiny bone he was gnawing onto the table and licked his fingers. He was positioned between Evelyn and the closet where he’d just stowed her guns. Fat chance of getting past him.

Evelyn’s head buzzed, shocked by April’s presence in Wade’s cabin. She steadied herself, searching for the right words to talk them out of their situation. She wanted to shake April for the selfish behavior that had resulted in being held prisoner by a deranged mountain man. She took a few steps toward the mattress April lay on. Behind her, chair legs scraped the floor.

Wade clamped a beefy hand on Evelyn’s shoulder and shoved her into a chair. “Leave her. She’s for me.”

“Ow!” Pain shivved through her back as she slammed into the wooden chair. He caught her shirt, drew his arm back, and whacked her across the face. The room darkened, then flashed with bright pale spots. Tears blurred her eyes. She put a hand to her mouth and her fingers came away bloody.

From her place on the mattress, April thrashed and screamed, her voice hampered by the cloth in her mouth.

Wade yanked down the bailing line that crossed the kitchen area, snatching off the animal carcasses suspended from it, and depositing them on the table. He wrapped the rough cord around Evelyn’s wrists, tying her to the chair’s wooden armrests.

Evelyn hissed, the coarse twine chafing her wrists. “Whatever you’re planning, Wade, please don’t hurt my girl.”

“Your girl? You mean your daughter?” He looked back and forth between them, his hands easing away from the twine. “She don’t look nothing like you.”

“She takes after her father.” The twine around her right wrist wasn’t fully knotted. If she could distract him, maybe she could untie herself and get free. “We had a little spat earlier, like mothers and daughters do, and she ran off. But she’s a good girl. Whatever you’re planning, Wade, do it to me, not her. I’m begging you.” It didn’t matter that April wasn’t her child. Every motherly instinct Evelyn possessed flared. Whatever April had done, she didn’t want to watch her–or anyone else–be beaten, or raped, or killed.

Wade tilted his head. “Look at mama bear crying for her baby.” He dragged his index fingers from his eyes down his cheek and curled his mouth into an exaggerated frown.

Evelyn shuddered, her heart thudding as dread settled in her chest. Wade was not right in the head and reasoning with him wasn’t going to work, nor was begging. God help us.

April convulsed her head, widening her eyes. Though hog-tied, she waved her hands and feet frantically.

Evelyn stamped her foot on the wood floor. “She can’t breathe, Wade. You need to take that rag out of her mouth.”

Wade thrust his face close hers, the stench of rotting teeth swamping her. “I don’t gotta do nothing, Evelyn.” Despite his protestation, he clomped across the cabin to April and knelt beside her on the mattress.

While his back was to her, Evelyn leaned forward, chewing the loose knot at her right wrist.

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