Black As Night (Quentin Black Mystery #2) by Andrijeski JC

Author:Andrijeski, JC
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781310845291
Publisher: White Sun Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Nine

SOLONIK

HE DID THAT four or five more times before he left for the first time.

I didn’t exactly count.

A few of those times blurred together... all I know is, by the end of the last time I begged him to stop and he finally listened. He’d taken the gag off by then. He claimed no one could hear me if I screamed––no matter how loud I screamed or for how long––and by then I was so lost between his mind and my own, it didn’t occur to me to question him. I was exhausted, in more pain than I think I’d ever been in my life, even that time I’d been shot in Afghanistan, which had been the last time I’d been pretty certain I was going to die.

He said his name was Solonik.

He didn’t tell me much about himself.

I asked a few things, to distract him if nothing else. Maybe some part of me held out a faint hope that I might be able to influence him, even just a little, if I could get inside his head. But even with how much he ripped apart my own mind to get inside me, I didn’t get much insight into his. Maybe some of that was the race stuff, the differences Black alluded to but still hadn’t fully explained. Maybe some of it was that there wasn’t much there to understand.

Maybe he was more animal than person.

Some of it might have been a reluctance on my part to get any closer to him or his mind than I was already. Maybe I was also afraid of pissing him off, given that so far he hadn’t specifically tried to hurt me...not in his own mind, at least.

For the hour or so he was gone, I worked frantically, trying to get free of the ropes tying my wrists to the wall. I tried my teeth. I tried to move the bed closer to the table, where I thought I might break the lamp with a kick to the table and use the glass shards on the rope.

I never got closer than a laughable five yards or so away.

Apart from making my wrists bleed an alarming amount, splattering red droplets all over the sheets on the cot-like bed, I didn’t get anywhere. There wasn’t enough play in the ropes to use the blood to slide my way out of my binds, either.

I tried to reach Black that whole time, but I had about as much luck with that as I did with everything else––in that I had no luck at all.

Solonik gagged me again before he left, so I also spent some time trying to get the gag off, even trying to chew through it with my teeth. I couldn’t get my jaw closed enough to get very far, and the sounds I made as a result weren’t loud enough to test his claim about no one being able to hear me.

This obviously wasn’t this guy’s first rodeo with holding hostages and rape.

When he

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