The Mark by Kiki Swinson

Author:Kiki Swinson [Swinson, Kiki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-11-16T05:00:00+00:00

15

THE MEETING

Preech drove the SUV across the crunch of the gravel that popped under the tires until he came to a complete stop. Everyone inside the truck was quiet until Kanan spoke first. “Preech, help me with her while Juice go up to the front door.”

My teeth began chattering uncontrollably. My body trembled as well because I knew that they knew the fate that awaited me. I immediately started praying in my head but the words weren’t really that clear to me. I knew then that I had started losing touch with reality.

I couldn’t see anything but I knew that Kanan had gotten out of the truck first, after I heard the other back door close. So when the door on my side opened I got a burst of courage, snatched the pillowcase from my head, and started attacking Kanan and Preech. I had to send a message that I wouldn’t lie down easily for no one. I swung at Preech first because he was the closet to me. My fist connected the top of his left eyebrow and he wasn’t a happy camper at all. “This fucking bitch!” he huffed. He grabbed hold of my wrists and squeezed them so hard it made me buckle over at the waist. It felt like he shattered every bone in my wrist. “Ahhh,” I screamed, but I didn’t stop fighting. I couldn’t move my arms but I sure kicked and bucked my body like a wild animal being carried to slaughter after Preech and Kanan both snatched me from the backseat. “Grab her fucking legs,” Kanan demanded.

“Get off of me! Agh! Get the fuck off of me!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I looked around me. It was dark and I saw nothing but we were deep in the middle of a freaking cornfield. I couldn’t make out my location but I knew today was going to be the last day of my life if I didn’t try to get away from these guys now.

I jutted my foot out forcefully and kicked Preech in his side. He made a noise but he kept trying to contain me. My kick didn’t faze him but it sure did infuriate him.

“Yo, I swear, I’m gonna kill this bitch myself!” Preech roared, pulling his gun from his waist.

“No! Let Matt deal with her shit!” Kanan barked. Preech sucked his teeth and slowly put his gun away.

“You’re one lucky bitch!” Preech boomed as he gritted on me.

“Fuck you, nigga!” I spat.

“Let’s get her the fuck inside so Matt can take this headache off our hands,” Kanan spoke as he dragged me through the tall grass toward an old, run-down house surrounded by a cornfield. I frantically looked around for landmarks that I could file away in my memory for later use.

Immediately after I was carried inside the old house, the smell of old wood and cigars quickly assailed my nose and hit me in the gut. It felt like little people were standing in my stomach mixing up a witch’s brew.

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