Heroes and a Hellhound: Book One by Eleanor Rousseau

Author:Eleanor Rousseau [Rousseau, Eleanor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-02-01T22:00:00+00:00

18

18 - My Motto

Nevaeh -

Usually, I hated the fact that I looked like a bimbo-blonde college student, but today my looks would help me kill some folk. Fun. I ran my tongue over my teeth to make sure my fangs weren’t showing.

I was walking along the side of the motorway, the exact stretch of road where at least two other young girls had gone missing.

Realising Jason was still speaking into the phone at my ear, I suddenly tuned in. “…so just remember our motto.”

I nodded confidently. “Kill bitches and sleep with strangers.”

“What? No!”

Wait, it wasn’t? I frowned. “Kill strangers and sleep with bitches?” No, that didn’t seem right.

“No, it’s the greater good; we work towards the greater good.”

I paused thoughtfully before responding. “My motto was way better.” His wasn’t the least bit catchy.

“Whatever, my point is; please try not to kill him, we want him to face justice.”

What the fuck? “I can’t kill him?”

“No.”

“But what if I really really want to?”

“Just don’t, it’s not that hard.”

The sound of a car approaching caught my attention. “I got to go, but I feel like the issue is up for debate.”

“No, no, it definitely is-” I hung up and tucked the phone away in my pocket. Torturing him was such fun.

The car slowed by my side and the passenger side window rolled down. “You need a ride, sugar?”

The woman was middle-aged with long curly brown hair and wire-rimmed glasses. She didn’t look like a serial killer, but then neither did I. However, it was a little harder to convince myself that she might be a rapist.

“Sure. Thanks.” I opened the door and hopped into the car.

We’d gotten less than a mile when I felt the prick of a needle at my thigh. “Whelp… shows what I know,” I slurred before slumping in my seat.

Nothing happened then for a long time, so I took a nap. I was jostled to attention when someone dragged me out of the car. I was pretty small but I had ass for days, so the woman probably wasn’t strong enough to lift me. I was betting I’d just found Mr. Rapey.

I debated whether to kill him right then, but I was starting to get the sneaking suspicion this operation was bigger than we had anticipated. Fun.

I let myself drift back to sleep. After all, this was my usual nap time.

When I awoke, I was tied to a bed—one with a mattress more uncomfortable than the one at my student accommodations, so I knew it was shitty. The man was untying my boot and the woman was fiddling with what looked like a video camera.

“You should have called my husband, he’s really into bondage.”

The woman started at my words. “You’re married?”

“Of course, I’d never have sex before marriage, what do you take me for?” I said, deadpan.

“If she’s married, people will be looking for her soon,” she said.

“Then we should get started. Help me get her fucking boots off.”

“Haven’t you girls ever heard of a vagina dentata?” I asked curiously.

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