No One Heard Her Scream by Dane Jordan

Author:Dane, Jordan [Dane, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Suspense, General
ISBN: 9780061736421
Google: WFJBA6r4jXwC
Amazon: B0099Q7EPK
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2008-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER10

A sleazy motel off Guadalupe Street suited Brogan's purpose. It rented by the hour.

But the place had gone downhill since the last time he saw it, though it was hard to imagine the dump getting any worse. No doubt the beds made a fertile training ground for a forensics team, a real cesspool of DNA. It had been years since he and Sonja met there, but Brogan's choice had nothing to do with sentimentality—and everything to do with coercion. If she dared to meet him, Brogan would make her pay for such stupidity. She had a lot of nerve contacting him after so many years, especially the way he ended it. Who would take such abuse and beg for more?

He rented the room for an hour. Brogan slouched in a chair, smoking a cigarette and imagining all he could do to Sonja in sixty minutes. A box of condoms sat on the nightstand, with a few packets tossed onto the bed. He wanted her to know this meet had its price. One lamp lit the room, a necessity he wished he could do without. No other way to look at this rathole except in the dark.

Cigarette smoke coiled through the air like a writhing snake and disappeared in the shadows. He preferred to watch the trail of smoke. It kept his mind off the huge roach scurrying across the shag carpet. Brogan made no effort to kill it. He figured the critter had more right to be here than he did.

After a soft knock, he slid his gaze from the roach to the door.

"Baby, it's me," she called out.

Brogan recognized Sonja's voice, but didn't answer.

She tried again. "You in there, Matt?" Another knock.

Still, he didn't say a word.

Eventually, the bitch opened the door. It creaked on rusty hinges. A rush of night air and traffic noise intruded from outside. In the doorway and backlit in neon lights, Sonja stood in silhouette. She wore a black spandex dress. The clingy material hugged her body like a second skin, her nipples wearing party hats. She smelled of stale cigarettes and wore the same cheap cologne he always remembered, her dark eyes smeared by too much makeup. Without warning, the past came to stay. His body hardened, straining against his pants.

She shut the door behind her, a strange mix of fear and lust in her eyes. Brogan didn't move at first, never gave her a word of greeting. His eyes strafed her body, inch by inch. He put out his cigarette in an ashtray and stood. Slow and easy, he walked toward her. Sonja backed up a step, but stopped and held her ground. Stupid girl.

"You're gonna hurt me, aren't you, baby?" she whispered when he got close. Her lips trembled, and she forced a weak smile.

But before Brogan answered, Sonja reached for his aching crotch, adding fuel to his fire. Greedily, she rubbed the length of him while pretending to be a dewy-eyed virgin. Reverting to one of her old games, she manipulated him with practiced innocence.

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