Chapter 14
The interrogation was hell. I stalled for an hour. The tall black guy was gettin' pissed and I might not have another chance. So I stuck to the plan.
" 'ey man. Don't get you're panties all in a bunch." I growled in my well-known voice.
"You wanna know where Dom is? I'll make you a deal."
His face suddenly went from seriously pissed to hopeful.
"You set me free, no questions asked, no fees to pay, charges dropped, and I'll tell you."
He smacked his hand on the table.
"You got it." He stared at me, intently waiting for those words to come out.
"I want it in writing and I want witnesses. Civilian witnesses not shit eating cops."
He hurriedly scrambled for some pen and paper and got 2 random people. He signed the paper in front of all three of us and gave it to me. I held it for dear life.
"He's at 1122 Gonzalez St." I looked down feeling as if I betrayed him somehow. Even though this is how we always planned it. I would make a deal with my interrogator and turn him in while the team ran to Mexico. Then when they released me, I would follow and meet them at my brother, Carlos' house. Who was an escaped fugitive, who paid off the Mexican immigration.
He flew out the room yelling, "We got it! We got it!"
I squinted my eyes as hard as I could. Hoping that somehow my message would get through. That somehow, our love--team and Dom-- was strong enough to have intuition or telepathy.
RUN GUYS! RUN.
* * *
The old man kept his word, because I was out 20 minutes later. I grabbed a taxi back to the boutique and flipped the lady the bird. I ran to the dressing rooms and thankfully Dom wasn't there.
I ran outside. He took my car so I had to grab another cab. I stopped by the house right quick to make sure they weren't still under the ground in our hidden trapdoor. They weren't.
I ran back to the cab and paid him extra to step on it to the secret place where Dom always hides his car. In the second floor of a parking lot.
I paid the taxi driver and ran up and got Dom's car. I took the back roads to Hector's house and traded in Dom's red car for a dingy but economical and trustworthy Cadillac.
I stopped at a gas station to fill 'er up. I was in a hurry so I didn't bother to lock it. I paid the cashier and hopped back in. as I put the key in the ignition, I saw black as a hand closed over my eyes and mouth. I tried to fight back, but the guy was strong and he restrained me. The They must have got in when I paid the cashier. I bit him and as soon as he let me go, another one grabbed me and he knocked me in the head with something hard. I saw stars and then nothing.
* * *
Nothing. That was the first thing I saw. But I could smell expensive cologne. When I tried to move my arms to swing, I realized my hands were tied behind my back. So I tried to kick, but some guy grabbed my legs and held them open wide. It was only then that I realized I was naked. I tried to kick him and fight but it was not use. This guy must have benched 400 at least.
I tried to scream, but my mouth was gagged. He pulled my legs up and put himself on my opening. I tried to wriggle around, but then I heard a gun click close by. Too close. The old Letty would have been like, 'fuck it'. But I'm carrying my baby now. Can't let nothing happen to it.
He pressed inside me and he was nothing compared to Dom and under different circumstances I would laughed, I barely felt him. But it was still unnerving having someone else inside me. I felt dirty. Like even though I couldn't help it, I was betraying Dom. Despite, all his encounters in the past.
As he was pumping, I looked to the side so I wouldn't have to face my rapist. It was only then that I heard soft sniffling. I froze as my heart sunk and dread formed in the pit of my stomache. Oh God. These bastard's have a kid in here!
Author's Note: Hmmm. Who could be the rapists? Who could be the kid? And why is Letty being kidnapped? When will Dom wake up and find out? Will he be able to find her? Will it be too late? Dum du dum dum dum...REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! OH AND DO ME A FAVOR AND TELL PEOPLE ABOUT THIS STORY!
The interrogation was hell. I stalled for an hour. The tall black guy was gettin' pissed and I might not have another chance. So I stuck to the plan.
" 'ey man. Don't get you're panties all in a bunch." I growled in my well-known voice.
"You wanna know where Dom is? I'll make you a deal."
His face suddenly went from seriously pissed to hopeful.
"You set me free, no questions asked, no fees to pay, charges dropped, and I'll tell you."
He smacked his hand on the table.
"You got it." He stared at me, intently waiting for those words to come out.
"I want it in writing and I want witnesses. Civilian witnesses not shit eating cops."
He hurriedly scrambled for some pen and paper and got 2 random people. He signed the paper in front of all three of us and gave it to me. I held it for dear life.
"He's at 1122 Gonzalez St." I looked down feeling as if I betrayed him somehow. Even though this is how we always planned it. I would make a deal with my interrogator and turn him in while the team ran to Mexico. Then when they released me, I would follow and meet them at my brother, Carlos' house. Who was an escaped fugitive, who paid off the Mexican immigration.
He flew out the room yelling, "We got it! We got it!"
I squinted my eyes as hard as I could. Hoping that somehow my message would get through. That somehow, our love--team and Dom-- was strong enough to have intuition or telepathy.
RUN GUYS! RUN.
* * *
The old man kept his word, because I was out 20 minutes later. I grabbed a taxi back to the boutique and flipped the lady the bird. I ran to the dressing rooms and thankfully Dom wasn't there.
I ran outside. He took my car so I had to grab another cab. I stopped by the house right quick to make sure they weren't still under the ground in our hidden trapdoor. They weren't.
I ran back to the cab and paid him extra to step on it to the secret place where Dom always hides his car. In the second floor of a parking lot.
I paid the taxi driver and ran up and got Dom's car. I took the back roads to Hector's house and traded in Dom's red car for a dingy but economical and trustworthy Cadillac.
I stopped at a gas station to fill 'er up. I was in a hurry so I didn't bother to lock it. I paid the cashier and hopped back in. as I put the key in the ignition, I saw black as a hand closed over my eyes and mouth. I tried to fight back, but the guy was strong and he restrained me. The They must have got in when I paid the cashier. I bit him and as soon as he let me go, another one grabbed me and he knocked me in the head with something hard. I saw stars and then nothing.
* * *
Nothing. That was the first thing I saw. But I could smell expensive cologne. When I tried to move my arms to swing, I realized my hands were tied behind my back. So I tried to kick, but some guy grabbed my legs and held them open wide. It was only then that I realized I was naked. I tried to kick him and fight but it was not use. This guy must have benched 400 at least.
I tried to scream, but my mouth was gagged. He pulled my legs up and put himself on my opening. I tried to wriggle around, but then I heard a gun click close by. Too close. The old Letty would have been like, 'fuck it'. But I'm carrying my baby now. Can't let nothing happen to it.
He pressed inside me and he was nothing compared to Dom and under different circumstances I would laughed, I barely felt him. But it was still unnerving having someone else inside me. I felt dirty. Like even though I couldn't help it, I was betraying Dom. Despite, all his encounters in the past.
As he was pumping, I looked to the side so I wouldn't have to face my rapist. It was only then that I heard soft sniffling. I froze as my heart sunk and dread formed in the pit of my stomache. Oh God. These bastard's have a kid in here!
Author's Note: Hmmm. Who could be the rapists? Who could be the kid? And why is Letty being kidnapped? When will Dom wake up and find out? Will he be able to find her? Will it be too late? Dum du dum dum dum...REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! OH AND DO ME A FAVOR AND TELL PEOPLE ABOUT THIS STORY!