Page 6 of Reckoning

But Danny keeps close.

Close enough to keep her in his sights without her yet realising what danger she’s in.

I guess somethings haven’t changed. Leopards really don’t change their spots do they?

As the noise of the crowd dies, I pause. I don’t want him to know I’m here yet. I want to ensure the bastard is cornered, contained, that there’s no way he can get out of my trap.

Behind me, Colt and Reid appear. They’ve been doubling back, making sure none of Danny’s mates have decided to come along for the ride. In truth, a part of me wanted them too, though technically they don’t have anything to do with this, anything to do withher.

I’ve done my research. I’ve spent months tracking down every single one of them. Of course it helped that one of the first I caught had video footage. It certainly made it easier to identify them even if watching the thing, hearing her screams, seeing what she actually endured, was the most horrific thing I’ve ever witnessed.

Danny comes to a stop. I can see him. I can see her too. The tourist. She’s slumped against some bins so I guess the drugs finally overloaded her system. Danny wastes no time in pulling her around, manoeuvring her body into a more beneficial position.

It’s when he undoes his trousers and gets his cock out that we make our move.

Colt steps out first, blocking the only other escape route. Reid stands between him and Danny, making it clear he’d have to take them both on if he wants to try and run.

Only Danny boy doesn’t even realise we’re here. He’s too focused on his prize.

I prowl towards him, grabbing him by the scruff of his neck and toss him back onto the ground far enough away from the girl to no longer be a threat.

“What the…?” He groans, his bare arse hitting the tarmac with a thump.

“Playtime’s over.” I say.

He gulps, looking up at me then back at the girl who still hasn’t moved an inch. Whatever he gave her must have knocked her out cold.

“She’s my girlfriend.” Danny splutters.

“Is that right?” I reply.

“This is a scene.”

“A scene?” I repeat.

“Yeah, you know, roleplay. We pretend I’m stalking her and then…”

“How come she’s drugged up, huh?” I snarl.

His lips curl. “She does it. Makes it more realistic.”

I shake my head at the utter shit he’s spewing.

“You can have a go.” He says, glancing from me to Colt.

“Excuse me?” I snarl.

“Come on man, I’ll even let you go first.”

“What a gentleman.” I deadpan. “Real fucking noble of you.”

He grins nodding. “Yeah, yeah I am. She’s hot, you should feel her cunt. She’s so good when she’s wrapped around…”

My fist silences the rest of his sentence. The impact sends him back, slamming into the tarmac again and, as he groans, I can see he’s not gonna put up any more of a fight.

“Reid, take the girl to the hospital.” I order.

Reid nods moving quickly to cover and carry her away while Colt and I drag our new toy out by his arms, with his trousers still down by his ankles.

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