Never Forgotten (Manor Park Thrillers Book 2) by Mockford G H

Author:Mockford, G H [Mockford, G H]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Gareth Baker (Taralyn Books)
Published: 2015-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

Thirty-Seven

Georgia stood at the window peering through a gap in the wooden boards. In the far off distance, headlights pierced the darkness.

He was here. Assuming it was him. She’d never heard him arrive before.

Georgia closed the shutters and waited.

It seemed an age before his footsteps came from outside the door. The sound of the key in the lock filled the cold, dark room. She heard the door swing open, then there was an almost inaudible click and then the blinding LED headlamp came on.

‘The clothes suit you. You have good taste,’ he said. ‘It’s a shame I missed you bathing.’

‘I’m sorry to disappoint you,’ Georgia said, covering her eyes with her forearm.

The beam from the headlamp swung across the room and fell on the broken plate. ‘Have you had a little accident? I’m pleased to see that you’ve eaten.’

‘I’ll eat when and if I want to,’ Georgia said. She thought she heard a gummy sound as if his sticky lips had just broke into a smile.

‘Is that why you’re standing? As a show of your defiance?’ he said. The light moved. ‘You will learn obedience, Georgia,’

Georgia retreated, and the backs of her legs came into contact with the tin bath. Before she could stop herself, she fell back, her head striking the lip at the rear as she landed in it. Despite her terror, one thought occupied her mind. Thank goodness I emptied the water out. She had watched the water trickle through the gaps between floorboards and wished she could have done the same.

The light bobbed and moved as he bore down on her. Georgia’s eyes spread wide as his small, pale hand loomed out of the darkness and pushed her further down, wedging her inside. It took her a mere moment of pure revulsion to realize that his hand was on her left breast.

She tried to lash out at him, but her arms were trapped against the sides of her metal prison.

‘You will learn obedience, as Felicity has learned obedience.’ As if noticing where his hand was for the first time, he gave her a gentle squeeze. ‘I think I’ll keep you a little longer. You’ll blossom, but for now you have nothing that holds my interest.’

‘I’ll die first.’ Georgia spat. She tried to look him in the eye, or at least where she hoped his eyes were, but she was forced to look away with the intensity of the light.

‘That’s happened before,’ he said, glancing over at the fireplace. ‘Do I need to give you a plastic plate?’

Georgia struggled against him and then relaxed, thinking better of her actions. If she lost the use of her plate, she would have no way of helping Felicity dig her way through the mortar. She felt his weight lift from her chest and he stood upright.

‘I must do the rounds. I’ll be back later. Please eat all the food I give you, when I give it to you. Oh, and please remain alive. It would be a shame to lose one as plucky and beautiful as you.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.