"White Girl wouldn't know how to handle a real man. She just might bite off your junk. What a man like yourself need is a real woman. A woman who knows what she's doing" said Lula. "In fact, it is just your luck that I am accompanying White Girl here. How about you let me show you a good time and all you need to do is hold on to me." Lula pushed her oversized breast, covered in leopard print, into our latest FTA's face. Lula is a retired ho'. I knew she was trying to distract Michael Jenkins, a repeat offender. Jenkins has his hands in everything that is illegal. This time he was caught beating up a young kid who wouldn't stand by quietly while his older sister was being raped in front of him by Jenkins himself. Come on now! What man in his right mind would let you defile his sister without retaliating? I don't understand why he was released or why Vinnie has bonded him out. Vinnie is a sick twisted bastard.

"Lula..." I started.

"White Girl, I got this!" Lula was already pulling our FTA away.

Currently we are in an abandoned building on Stark Street. The building is lacking in a multitude of windows and smells rank. Normally, I would never visit Stark Street without a Rangeman. However, rent is due and a girl's got to do what a girls got to do. Subsequently, here are Lula and I, on Stark Street in an abandoned building with a man without scruples.

I turn my attentions back to Lula and Jenkins. Oh Shit. Lula is surrounded by Jenkins and his cronies. How did I miss them entering. I really should listen to Ranger. He is always reminding me to be mindful of my surroundings. 'Be aware of your surroundings Babe.'

"Lula may have been a ho, you randy bastards, but now I am a changed woman. I am now Lady Lula, How about…I pleasure you one by one," Lula stammers. She is getting nervous. I think she is just realizing what she got herself into.

"Hey guys, umm… how about we rethink all of this." I say as I slowly inch towards Lula. "I am Stephanie Plum, Bond Enforcement and I am here to simply take Mr. Jenkins to the police department so he can reschedule his court hearing. So, how about it."

"Yeah, let's just forget about the gang rape y'all intended. All Mr., Jenkins here need to do is go with us to the police station, reschedule his court date. And we can all go back to living our lives. In fact, I hungry. Steph let's stop at Cluck in the Bucket after we drop off our FTA. Bounty hunting works up my appetite." Gaining her confidence once again, Lula rambles.

"I don't like fat women" says one of Jenkins cronies. "How about we just take the little white one and have some fun."

"FAT! I know you didn't just call me fat. I am a full figured woman. Didn't your mother teach you some manners?" Shouts Lula.

"My mama did teach me some manners. That's why we are going to share the little white one." Smirks the infuriating man.

"Hell NO! Ranger would kill you all. Do you not know that White girl is his Babe , his woman? You fuck with her and you are all dead." Damn Lula is in Rhino mode. Ranger would not be pleased to hear my name linked with his on the streets. Hopefully, this does not get back to him.

"I already knew that." Michael Jenkins points out eerily. "That's why we're going to make you a lesson to her." He claps his handed punctuating his word.

Before, I could even blink, a hard blunt object connects with my temple. Blackness shrouds me.

"Splash her with water. She needs to watch what we do to her friend." Jenkins order.

Slowly, Stephanie regains consciousness.

I slowly open my eyes. My head hurts like hell. I need a tasty cake. Remembering what happened before I was knocked unconscious by a brick… a brick! Ugh, why me!

Where is Lula? "Lula" I try calling until I realize she is right in front of me gagged and naked. NO! Please don't rape her I scream… in my head. Turns out I am also gagged. As I look into Lula's eyes, I realize her eyes are blank. So is her face. In fact, her blank face can rival Ranger's. Ranger! Somehow, I need to get in touch with Ranger. Think Steph, think. Think, think, think, think Steph. I try to close my eyes to think harder.

"Keep your goddamn eyes open or we will make it worse for your friend" Jenkins shouts looking around nervously. He probably thinks Ranger is on his way. Maybe I could use his fear of Ranger against him. Damn, why are they doing this to Lula. She is not even responding to their touches at all. No a wince, or a shiver of pain. Three men have already roughly taken advantage of her, so I know she has to be in intense pain. Please God let her be somewhere in her head and protect her from witnessing what they are doing to her body. Please God let her survive this.