Hidden Virtue by Nolon King & Daivd W. Wright

Author:Nolon King & Daivd W. Wright
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sterling & Stone

Chapter Sixteen

There was a loud whoo from next door just as he entered. Followed by a cry of pain. Frank’s mind made note of the noise. Blocked it out as he took in the horror of what was in front of him.

A girl standing on her tiptoes in the center of a large sheet of black plastic. A thin rope around her neck stretched up to a block and tackle suspended by an old light fixture hanging from the cracked plaster ceiling, hands bound behind her back.

Tears poured from her bloodshot eyes. Snot bubbled over the red rubber ball strapped into her mouth.

Pale skin mottled by strips of red. Some already bruising at the edges.

Her eyes widened into shock as Frank filled the doorway. Her shivering body tightened in alarm.

Hines stood in front of her with his hand drawn back. A wooden yardstick cocked back to deliver another blow.

She was so small.

Hines was still clothed. The only concession made to his activity was the jacket draped over the back of a wooden chair. Tie loosened. Collar unbuttoned.

A wrinkled blanket at the girl’s feet was covered in various implements Hines was planning to use. Or ones he already had.

Frank wasn’t in time to stop the swing, and Hines delivered a cracking shot that hit under her left breast. A fresh stripe over the girl’s ribs. She cried out into the gag. Coughed and snorted as her shifting weight put pressure on the rope. Face deepening into scarlet. Eyes rolling back in panic.

Frank could only imagine what his own face looked like, but when Hines turned around, the shocked expression served as an excellent clue. To see a crazy drifter charging into the room must have stopped his heart in confusion.

He took a half step to the side, and Frank finished his entry by swinging a savage kick up into Hines’ balls. Frank grunted out his effort as the top of his shoe made crushing contact.

The yardstick clattered to the floor, and Hines bent over the blow with a gagging wheeze of surprised pain. Frank pulled his foot back. Planted it for stability. Raised his left hand to fire the edge of the five-pound plate into the ridge of bone over his opponent’s right eye.

A greasy crunch, and an arcing spray of blood as Hines’ head snapped back, and Frank jumped forward to wrap him in a hug. Hold him up on unsteady legs so he could ease him to the floor.

The sound of him falling would have alerted the party next door. There were five men over there, if everyone showed. Frank hated himself for the thought, but he hoped they could be occupied with their fun for a few moments longer.

He set the weight on the blanket. Unwound the chain from his fist. Rolled Hines over so he wouldn’t choke on the blood dribbling down his face into his mouth. Frank could see the gleam of his skull through the gaping wound.

Frank dragged Hines’ arms behind his back. Pulled the zip-ties from his pocket.

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