Oh God, what did I just do!
Tim and Animal stood in the corner of the room, regarding her with cold stares. Lisa couldn't look at them, the dread solidifying in her belly. She drew into herself, head down, trying to staunch the flow of tears that threatened to burst forth. Oh my God, what did I just do? I just… I just…
I just want to have my baby! Please let me have my baby!
She didn't know how long Al was gone, but it felt like an eternity. When he came back she refused to look up, not knowing if she would be able to look into his face. "We're on with the other chick and the baby. Get this bitch in the van and find them pronto."
Lisa looked up, the surprise of the verdict stunning. Al had a satisfied look on his face. Tim looked stunned; Animal looked excited. "You sure?" Tim asked Al.
'Sam just said they'll pay double if we have a baby in it." Al folded the cell phone up and replaced it in his pocket. "Let's get going though. Get rid of this bitch and find this other chick and the kid."
"Did you tell him about this one?" Tim asked, motioning to Lisa.
"No." Al turned to Lisa, his eyes cold. "This woman… you said she's only been homeless a few days, right? What's she look like?'
Lisa fumbled for the right description. She felt numb with shock. She couldn't believe this was happening. "Shshe's about six inches taller than me. B-blond hair… shoulder length… real pretty. N-nice body… n-nice We-legs.
"Fine" Al leaned close to her, his face dark. "If you don't find this chick and her baby, Tim will bring you back here, and then we're going to film you getting fucked to death, and I can guarantee you that Animal will make it the most vicious, most painful fuck you have ever had in your life. Do you understand me? He'll put a hole in your belly and fuck the wound while you're still alive. We don't call him the Animal for nothing, you know what I'm saying? 'Rut's why he's in such demand for our little group. We've used other doms, but Animal's special. He'll cut your fingers off and make you eat them if he wants to. He'll keep you alive for the next week if he wants to. Shit, he'd pop your left eyeball out and fuck the socket while you're still alive if he could. He's never been that lucky, though. Usually, they die the minute Animal sticks his dick in the eye socket."
Lisa was sobbing, the images washing over her, turning her stomach. Al leaned loser to her, his breath sour. "And if this is a scam, or if you don't find this chick and the baby, your ass is going to be tortured so bad that you're going to wish you just opted for the quick way out. You got me?"
Lisa nodded, tears silently spilling down her cheeks. She was shaking, paralyzed with fear.
"You find the chick and the baby, Tim will take care of everything," Al continued. "You find them, and once he's got them, he'll take you to your bank and you'll both go in and get the money. You won't try anything in there, you got it? If Tim ain't back up here by nine o'clock this evening.. " He reached for her purse, which had been sitting in the corner since being dumped in the room, and rummaged through it. He extracted her wallet, took her driver's license out, then rifled through it until he found some photos. He found the one he wanted and took it out. He held it up for her to see: It was Brad. "I take that back. If I don't hear from Tim by five o'clock on my cell phone, I'm going to pay your hubby a visit myself. And then maybe we'll take him somewhere nice and safe and film ourselves a homosexual snuff film. Animal, he has no fucking sexual preference, so long as he mutilates and tortures people. Don't you, Animal?"
Animal nodded and grinned. "I've done men before. They can be fun, too." "
Al turned back' to Lisa. "After you've given Tim the money, we don't want to so much as be reminded of you. You got me? And if I so much as get pulled over by a cop for a traffic ticket, I will find you, got me? If you say anything to the cops about this and they come looking for us, I'll know where to find you." He held her license up, grinning. "Tim tells me you told him you were expecting a kid yourself? That true?"
TYembling, Lisa nodded slowly, trying to control her crying.
"I'll keep tabs on you," Al said, his grin wicked. "And if the cops come nosing around, I'll know where to find you. And I'll wait until you're well along in your pregnancy. I'm sure the guys in the group will love to watch a flick of a pregnant bitch getting it." He grinned sickly.
Lisa was unable to control herself now. She felt weak from the terror of her ordeal and she felt nauseated, but she also felt as if a huge burden was being lifted from her shoulders, as if she had just been given a reprieve. My baby gets to live, my baby gets to live!
"And if I don't get you then, I'll get you later, after you've popped the kid," Al said. "Then we'll make ourselves a nice little sequel to the film we'll hopefully be making tomorrow." He tipped his head back and laughed, and then the tears came fresh, bursting out of her.
Please don't hurt my baby, she almost said, but held it in. Instead, she nodded and said, "I won't tell anybody. I promise."
If he understood her through her sobs, Al gave no indication. He nodded to Tim."I'm sending Animal with you." To Animaclass="underline" "Tie this bitch up and get her in the van."
Animal stepped up to Lisa, his grin wide, and Lisa felt herself go limp. She didn't put up any resistance as Animal gagged and blindfolded her. The last thing she saw before she was blindfolded was Al talking in low tones to Animal as the young sadist nodded seriously. Then, with Tim's help, she was carried outside to the van.
Fourteen
Tim delivered the news to her five minutes into the ride to Los Angeles. "We're going by your bank first to get the money. Where is it?"
She felt a stinging bum as the duct tape that had been slapped over her face was ripped off, removing small facial hairs and an upper layer of skin. Her blindfold had been removed a moment before, and now she sat propped against the side panel, blinking up at Animal as he hovered over her, his green eyes predatory and cold. She stole a quick glance at the front of the van where Tim was driving; he met her gaze from the rearview mirror.
"Well?"
"Bank of America, Huntington Beach branch." She gave them the nearest cross street. "It's right off the 405"
"It's off Beach Boulevard, you said?"
Lisa nodded. "Yeah"
"I can get to Beach from the 22," Tim said, turning his attention back to the road in front of him." hat goes right through Little Saigon."
"Where's the homeless chick and the baby?" Animal asked, and hearing him ask this sent a shiver of ice down her spine.
"North Hollywood," Lisa said, the feeling of dread rising in her again. "Off Burbank Boulevard. There was an IKEA right off the exit."
"I know where that is," Tim said.
They were silent for a while as Tim meandered down winding, twisty mountain roads. Animal sat across from her, sizing her up occasionally, mostly looking out the windshield. Lisa tried to ignore him as they headed down the mountain, but it was hard to do. Every time his eyes lighted on her, she felt like a mouse being sized up as a potential meal for a snake; it was a cold, impersonal feeling. It made her want to draw into herself more.
Once they reached the main highway that would take them to Interstate 10, Animal moved to the front seat. Lisa slumped back against the side panel and almost let out a sob.
Omigodwhyisthishappening!
She cried silently, the tears squeezing out of her eyes to roll down her cheeks. She didn't care if Tim or the Animal heard her or not. They would probably think she was crying out of fear anyway, but she wasn't. She was crying out of shame.