Save Me, Sinner: A Brooklyn Sinners Novella by Ashton Avril & Ashton Avril

Author:Ashton, Avril & Ashton, Avril
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sinner's Haven Publishing
Published: 2021-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

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The days sort of all ran together. Shane didn’t know how much time had passed. He did know he had to find a way to get out. Getting Edgar to tell him the truth behind why he’d shackled Shane and locked him inside a bomb shelter was hard. The man hadn’t come to visit in a while, and when he did come around, he spoke about Shane to his men and never directly to his captive.

Sammy and his girlfriend were dead, shot point-blank in the head by Edgar’s goons once Sammy admitted to stealing from Edgar. The confession hadn’t been long in coming. Sammy and Rachel had been rounded up and locked up right beside Shane. He’d begged Sammy not to confess, but at the promise of having to go without his drugs, Sammy had ‘fessed up quick. Seconds later he was sprawled out on the floor, his brain matter splattered all over Shane’s face and clothes.

Edgar wanted Shane to confess to being in on Sammy’s thievery. If he thought that would save him from a bullet between the eyes, Shane would have already done it. As it were, he’d seen what confessing brought on, so he bit his tongue and refused to give Edgar any excuse to kill him. That didn’t mean he was in the all-clear. His skin was a permanent shade of black and blue from all the beatings, and he had a lump on the back of his head from the butt of a gun. They only fed him when they felt like it, so days would pass before Shane had anything in his mouth besides his own saliva. Forget a bathroom; he did his business right where he lay.

What he feared were the drugs. As he was supposed to be a junkie, being locked up like he was and going so long without meant he should be going through withdrawals. He did his best to mimic the symptoms, such as the shakes and the sweats. He didn’t have to fake the nightmares, and enough kicks and stomps to his midsection and kidneys took care of the throwing up part. Still, he feared they’d come after him with a needle and he’d be helpless. That couldn’t happen.

Ever.

By now, Jack should know he’d been compromised. Would he send in backup or wait it out? Shane didn’t know; he couldn’t predict Jack right then. He wondered if Pablo knew he’d stopped checking in.

Sprawled out on his back, he stared up at nothing. He had to fight almost every day, since the guys who took turns watching him also wanted to have fun, so they’d poke him, taunt him, until he lashed out. He had to fight, and he would, because the alternative would be to give up and give in, and he could never do that to the man waiting for him to come back home. They’d been through too much.

Sometimes, he’d allowed the morose thoughts to creep in, especially when he got too weak and hungry to lift his head, when all he could do was watch as the heavy boots descended on his face.

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