Billy by Whitley Strieber

Author:Whitley Strieber [Strieber, Whitley]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fiction, General, Kidnapping, Boys
ISBN: 9780425129555
Google: FYSIuWRZyFwC
Amazon: B000JDLKT8
Publisher: Berkley Books
Published: 1991-10-14T13:00:00+00:00

Barton's mind whispered its secrets. 'You really shouldn't think about the black room. No, you should not.' It was so awful and stuffy in there. The kids didn't like it.

He remembered such moments there . . . 'So I go, "You don't come out of the black room." And he goes, "What if I have to take a piss?" Timmy, the big genius.'

In the black room, Barton could take his time. They weren't coming out, there was no hurry. You had to know anatomy. You had to understand the nervous system. There was no way they could escape, there was no way anybody would hear.

There was a corner of heaven under Barton Royal's house, called the black room. In that place and in that place alone he was fully himself.

They were getting into heavier and heavier traffic when Barton suddenly pulled the van onto the shoulder. His face, which had been dark and empty while he was driving, was altered by a smile. "You gotta go in the back. I'm really sorry, but you must understand."

"Yeah, sure," Billy said aloud. 'Don't cross him,' his mind warned. He had to be very, very careful.

"I'm sorry, son, but we're coming into a city. Get on the cot."

Not that! "Oh, come on, Barton. I won't try to run away anymore. I promise."

Barton's smile got even wider. "Get on the cot." His low, sullen tone made the smile seem all the more eerie.

"Barton, look, I don't think I can stand the straps anymore. I'm sorry, Barton, but please, you have the handcuffs, and I could just sit back here with them on—"

"Get on that cot, you fucking little scum!"

Billy had never been yelled at like that before, never even heard anybody yell like that except maybe in a movie. He hopped right up and put his hands rigidly to his sides, waiting for the straps. He tried to fight the sobs but he couldn't, he was just too tired. As Barton strapped him in he was wracked by waves of blackest despair.

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