THE EXES by Brandon Massey

Author:Brandon Massey [Massey, Brandon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Corner Publishing

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As Brooke heard the door at the top of the staircase creak open, she braced herself for anything.

Keep my baby safe, she thought, over and over, in a mantra. That’s all that matters. Keep my baby safe.

Although moving was painful, she tugged herself into a sitting position. The handcuffs chained to the post gave her a measure of leverage. She angled the pillow behind her for the meager support it could provide.

She expected to see Naomi, and she was not disappointed. Austin’s sociopathic ex-wife took her time coming down the steps. She wore shorts, a yellow shirt, and flip-flops, and her braids were pulled back into a ponytail. As if she were just bumming around the house on a weekend, not coming to visit a pregnant woman that she was holding captive.

Naomi stepped off the last stair and strutted toward Brooke with that flirty, hip-swinging walk of hers. Brooke noticed that she had a small black radio clipped to her waist. A walkie-talkie?

Naomi smiled a shark’s grin at her. Brooke’s blood went as cold as an icy river.

“I always win, honey,” Naomi said. “Didn’t Austie tell you that? Sooner or later, I always get what I want.”

“You crazy bitch!” Brooke screamed, her voice breaking because her throat was so dry. The words exploded out of her, unplanned, fueled by pure rage. “Get me out of here!”

Naomi clucked her tongue. “Take a chill pill, sweetheart. I don’t wanna see your water breaking right here in this smelly-ass basement.”

Brooke swung her bound legs toward Naomi, trying lamely to kick the woman. Naomi danced out of the way.

“You’re going to prison for the rest of your life for this,” Brooke said. “They’re gonna put your crazy ass under the goddamn jail!”

“Look at you. You’re doing a lot of big talk for a skank with no leverage.” Naomi put her hands on her waist and snickered. “Hell, I could keep you locked up down here as long as I want. Meantime, Austie’s in my bed—yeah, hoe, he’s at our house—and I’m laying down this soft and wet brown sugar pussy on him every night.” She rubbed her hand across her crotch and giggled. “You think he’ll be pining for you while he’s busting nuts deep in me?”

Brooke was sweating, shuddering. She was losing control of herself. Keep my baby safe.

“I need.” Brooke swallowed, her tongue clicking in her too-dry mouth. “I need . . . to keep my baby safe. Please.”

“Now that’s something we can agree on, girlfriend.” Naomi reached into her pocket and slipped out a shiny object.

It looked like a knife. Brooke’s heart slammed.

Naomi unlatched the blade. It was the butterfly-style knife that Austin had warned Brooke about. Probably the same knife she had used to slice him up like Jack the Ripper seven years ago.

Naomi performed a series of dexterity tricks with the blade, the steel glinting in the light as she flicked it around expertly, tossed it from one hand to the other like a circus performer. Brooke watched, willing her heart rate to slow.

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