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Authors: Juliana Stone
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dangerous and … I’m so sorry, but probably armed.”
The officer nodded. “Okay, I want you to stay here. Are you going to be all right if we leave you?” He nodded to his squad car. “You can sit in there if you like.”
They moved away as she nodded and took a step toward the police car. “Thank you so much, and please,” she whispered hoarsely, “please be careful.”
God, you have no idea what they are.
She watched as the officer and six others disappeared behind several trucks parked near the building.
Kira didn’t hesitate. She turned and sprinted toward a large semi pulling away from the pumps, heading back toward the highway.
She ran alongside the driver, waving furiously, and for a moment was scared he wouldn’t stop. But eventually he noticed her and the big rig slowed to a crawl. The driver lowered his window and stared down at her, frowning.
“Yeah?”
“I need a lift back to …” Her mind went blank, and Kira realized she had no clue where the hell she was. “Ah, I need to get to Hill Valley.”
The trucker, an older man with what she hoped was a kind face, regarded her for a few moments. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-five.”
“You’re not one of those , ah, women — ”
She interrupted before he could go further. “No, oh my God, no, I’m not a—I just—” Think! “My boyfriend and I got into a fight and he left me here. My purse is still in his car and …” The lies were coming easier, and Kira hoped she looked as pathetic as she sounded.
“Okay,” the man said with a nod. “I can take you as far as Hagerstown but that’s the best I can do.”
“Thank you.” Kira ran around the truck to the passenger side and climbed aboard.
Once settled, the two of them headed out into the night, and she closed her eyes tightly. She didn’t want to watch as all hell broke loose in the parking lot of the Last Chance Truck Stop.
Chapter Nine
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“C LOTHE HIM!” S ANTOS snarled, his eyes red with fire.
Lilith shrugged. She sighed and turned to Logan. With a flick of her wrist, his broken, battered body was once more dressed in denim, boots, and a T-shirt that had seen better days.
“My jacket?” Logan uttered softly.
Lilith’s eyes glittered and her lips thinned, but she motioned once more and his jacket appeared at his feet.
Logan wasn’t exactly sure what was happening. The man had let him suffer in the pit for hundreds of years, so why the doting father all of a sudden?
Don’t be an idiot.
This wasn’t about Logan and any suffering he might incur at the hands of Lilith. No, this was about power. This was about his father pissing all over his territory—marking it—and sadly Logan belonged to him.
At this point he wasn’t sure what was the better option: taking his chances with Lilith or leaving with his father. Either way he needed to find his way out of District Three.
Anxiety roiled inside him and his chest tightened. Had Kira managed to get away from the League members sent for them? Was she on her way to Hill Valley? Or on her way to The Pines and an uncertain future?
Logan’s father glanced around the room until his eyes settled on the tangled and bloody sheets that covered Lilith’s bed. His nostrils flared. He glanced at his son and then swung back to Lilith, a smile breaking his cold features. It was one that never reached his eyes.
“He refused you.”
Lilith walked toward Logan and ignored his father’s comment. She ran her hand across Logan’s chest, pushing there where his wounds still oozed blood. Within seconds his T-shirt was stained. She dug her finger into his flesh until Logan glanced down at her. Until his hatred shone through. His contempt. His utter lack of respect.
Something flickered in the depths of her eyes. She leaned forward, rested her lips against his ear, and whispered, “I will break you.”
Still naked, Lilith then straightened and stepped away from him. She paused, tossed a lock of golden hair behind her
The officer nodded. “Okay, I want you to stay here. Are you going to be all right if we leave you?” He nodded to his squad car. “You can sit in there if you like.”
They moved away as she nodded and took a step toward the police car. “Thank you so much, and please,” she whispered hoarsely, “please be careful.”
God, you have no idea what they are.
She watched as the officer and six others disappeared behind several trucks parked near the building.
Kira didn’t hesitate. She turned and sprinted toward a large semi pulling away from the pumps, heading back toward the highway.
She ran alongside the driver, waving furiously, and for a moment was scared he wouldn’t stop. But eventually he noticed her and the big rig slowed to a crawl. The driver lowered his window and stared down at her, frowning.
“Yeah?”
“I need a lift back to …” Her mind went blank, and Kira realized she had no clue where the hell she was. “Ah, I need to get to Hill Valley.”
The trucker, an older man with what she hoped was a kind face, regarded her for a few moments. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-five.”
“You’re not one of those , ah, women — ”
She interrupted before he could go further. “No, oh my God, no, I’m not a—I just—” Think! “My boyfriend and I got into a fight and he left me here. My purse is still in his car and …” The lies were coming easier, and Kira hoped she looked as pathetic as she sounded.
“Okay,” the man said with a nod. “I can take you as far as Hagerstown but that’s the best I can do.”
“Thank you.” Kira ran around the truck to the passenger side and climbed aboard.
Once settled, the two of them headed out into the night, and she closed her eyes tightly. She didn’t want to watch as all hell broke loose in the parking lot of the Last Chance Truck Stop.
Chapter Nine
----
“C LOTHE HIM!” S ANTOS snarled, his eyes red with fire.
Lilith shrugged. She sighed and turned to Logan. With a flick of her wrist, his broken, battered body was once more dressed in denim, boots, and a T-shirt that had seen better days.
“My jacket?” Logan uttered softly.
Lilith’s eyes glittered and her lips thinned, but she motioned once more and his jacket appeared at his feet.
Logan wasn’t exactly sure what was happening. The man had let him suffer in the pit for hundreds of years, so why the doting father all of a sudden?
Don’t be an idiot.
This wasn’t about Logan and any suffering he might incur at the hands of Lilith. No, this was about power. This was about his father pissing all over his territory—marking it—and sadly Logan belonged to him.
At this point he wasn’t sure what was the better option: taking his chances with Lilith or leaving with his father. Either way he needed to find his way out of District Three.
Anxiety roiled inside him and his chest tightened. Had Kira managed to get away from the League members sent for them? Was she on her way to Hill Valley? Or on her way to The Pines and an uncertain future?
Logan’s father glanced around the room until his eyes settled on the tangled and bloody sheets that covered Lilith’s bed. His nostrils flared. He glanced at his son and then swung back to Lilith, a smile breaking his cold features. It was one that never reached his eyes.
“He refused you.”
Lilith walked toward Logan and ignored his father’s comment. She ran her hand across Logan’s chest, pushing there where his wounds still oozed blood. Within seconds his T-shirt was stained. She dug her finger into his flesh until Logan glanced down at her. Until his hatred shone through. His contempt. His utter lack of respect.
Something flickered in the depths of her eyes. She leaned forward, rested her lips against his ear, and whispered, “I will break you.”
Still naked, Lilith then straightened and stepped away from him. She paused, tossed a lock of golden hair behind her
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