Page 5 of Eros
I made the trek back up the steep incline, then descended to the other side, and walked to my truck. I looked around just to make sure no one had appeared while I was digging. It looked like it was just me, nature, and Crash’s dead body. I opened the trunk then pulled Crash’s body out the back onto the ground.
“Fuck, this is going to be a bitch,” I mumbled to myself, as I tossed his body over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry, then made the trek back up the steep incline, making sure not to bust my ass. Once I reached the hole again, I tossed his body in and covered him up.
Just as I tossed the last shovel of dirt into the hole, the sound of shifting rocks behind me drew my attention, and I locked eyes with a gorgeous woman with a camera hanging around her neck. Her eyes were wide with fear, and for a moment I was captivated by her beauty. It was almost like her skin glowed as her thick hair blew in the breeze. Her simple white t-shirt and blue jeans molded to large tits and heavenly curves that lasted for days. The stranger was absolutely stunning. Then immediately all that shit didn’t matter when my brain stopped thinking with my dick.
She saw me burying a body.
“Fuck!”
I took off in her direction, and she ran. Her footing wasn’t the best in the heeled boots she wore, but neither was mine. However, there was no way she was going to get away from me.
She couldn’t.
“Goddamn it!” I grumbled as I chased after the mysterious woman.
She didn’t get very far before she started screaming for help. When I reached her, I tackled her from behind. We both fell to the ground. It was a hard hit, and I felt bad because she screamed out in pain when we collided with the hard dirt, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it.
“Shut the hell up!” I whispered yelled, trying to stay as quiet as possible.
I didn’t know whether anyone else was around.
She struggled, but I overpowered her then flipped her over. Now straddling her waist, she did everything she could to get me off her. She kicked, she still screamed and tried to claw at my face. She wasn’t a small woman, but I had at least fifty pounds on her and a few inches in height.
I covered her mouth with my hand to stop her from screaming and pushed down the pain from where she bit the hell out of my hand. I pulled my knife from inside my black leather boots with my free hand then pressed the steel blade against her throat.
Immediately, she stopped screaming and fighting as tears rolled down her face. I ignored the disgust at myself for making her cry and glared at her.
“If you don’t shut the fuck up, I’m going to slit your goddamn throat.”
Her teary eyes widened.
“Now, if you don’t scream, I’ll remove my hand.”
She frantically nodded, and I removed my hand from her mouth. “Please don’t kill me. I didn’t see anything. I swear.”
Of course, I didn’t believe shit she said, but I couldn’t be sure. Anyway, there was no way I could let her go until I had a plan. And right now, I couldn’t plan until I got far away from Crash’s body. There was no telling whether anyone had heard her screaming for help.
“If you move, I’ll fucking kill you.”
She nodded again. I climbed off her body then glared at her. The fear in her eyes made my chest tighten for a moment. I didn’t kill women, but in this case, I might not have a choice. She saw me dump a body. There was no way I could let her live.
The mysterious woman was beyond beautiful. She had an otherworldly beauty that just stood out. Large gray eyes deeply set in a cherubic round face, against dark skin. Bow-shaped plump lips and curly hair framed her face. Briefly, my eyes softened because she looked like a deer in headlights, but she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I probably should kill her now, and dump her in the same hole as Crash, but I can’t.
“On your feet,” I ordered. “You’re coming with me.”
Chapter Three
Janea
Heremovedtheblindfoldfrom my eyes, the ties from around my wrists, then pulled the tape from my mouth, causing me to wince from the pain despite trying to remove it with care.
“Please let me go,” I pleaded as soon as he removed the tape, but by the look on his face, my pleas didn’t faze him, or maybe he was just a master at hiding his emotions. Who knows? But I didn’t think he’ll kill me, even though he threatened to. I think he would have done it already. Or at least that was my hope.
“Sit.” He pushed me down in a rusted metal chair that sat in the middle of a room. “Don’t move or try anything stupid. I’d hate to tie you up or worse.”
What the hell am I going to do?
I understood his warning and did as he said, but I couldn’t wait around for him to kill me. I had to save myself because no one would be looking for me. Not at least for another week and with that amount of time, I could be dead.
