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they… he gritted his teeth, trying not to imagine Janet lying helpless underneath a paying customer.
                  He pushed open the glass door and walked in.
     
     
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                  THUNK
                  Janet's eyes fluttered open, only to close again. Was someone here? No… she'd dropped her shoe.
                  Her weapon.
                  She struggled to wake up as the realization sunk in: they'd must have drugged the water too. She felt as if she were moving through molasses as she reached for her stiletto heel. She nearly tipped over but after three tries she had it firmly gripped in her palm.
                  There was something happening out side the dark room, the cage that had become her world. Loud voices, a gunshot, screams. Through her haze she merely acknowledged that there was a new development.
                  She forced her wayward mind to focus briefly. Maybe… maybe she could use the diversion to escape.
                  The darkest part of her asked where she would go… there wasn't anyone who wanted her around. Kaylie was a friend but she still lived at home. Janet tried to think of a place to run to. The only place she could think of was the clubhouse.
                  That's where Jack would be. Maybe he would know a place. If he could pull himself off of the sleazy blond he'd been with.
                  The fury that thought engendered snapped her out of her stupor. She still felt slow, she still felt weak, but she was fighting it.
                  And she was winning.
     
     
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                  Jack stared into the terrified eyes of the woman at the front desk. She looked like an aging stripper. He didn't respond to her chirpy greeting and offer for him to peruse the menu of options. He simply said one word. Well, two.
                  "redhead."
                  The woman blanched and reached for a hidden button. Jack was on her in a second, lifting her in the air by her neck. He'd never hurt a woman, but right now he wanted to tear this bitch's head off.
                  "WHERE. IS. THE. REDHEAD."
                  The woman's eyes darted to the hallway behind him. He lowered her and released her throat just enough to allow her to gasp in some air.
                  "She's- in- the- back. Down the stairs and to the left."
                  He cursed. The basement. It sounded like a death trap. Once he got her, how the hell was he supposed to get her back out?
                  "What you need bro?"
                  He turned to see Dev and eight of the Spawn's behind him. He almost smiled at them, he was so God Damned relieved to see them.
                  "They have Janet. She's in the basement. Make sure everyone stays quiet."
                  Dev nodded and gestured to Mike, the prospect. He stepped forward and started tying up the hostess. Jack sneered at her as he passed. What kind of woman did this to her own kind?
                  She was a fucking cannibal.
                  He stormed down the hallway, leaving it to Dev and the other Spawn's to watch his back. He didn't care one way or the other. He just had to find her.
                  He pushed open door after door until he came to the stairwell at the end of the hallway. He couldn't hold it back any longer. He screamed.
                  "JANET!!!"
                  Everybody stopped at the guttural bellow that emanated from his gut.  For a long moment everything seemed to be frozen in time while they all waited expectantly to hear her reply. It was completely silent in the low lit hallway.
                  Until the world exploded.