78. Gunshot
<<. Avery, >>
"Please open the ropes, Ethan. It''s digging into my skin."
Ethan squints his eyes at me, trying to evaluate if I''m bluffing. I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm my senses. He has been wrapping up in preparations to leave this ce before Miles calls us again.
"If you want me toe with you, it should be a fair game. If you are gonna constantly hurt me.. I don''t see a point. You have to take notice if I say it''s hurting me too much. Please..." Tears simmer in my eyes as I try to process. I am agreeing to this... One part is hoping Miles would bring some help and miraculously save me. Another part is afraid he would be clueless and get hurt. I don''t want that.
"I will loosen it," he says as he squats and starts opening the ties.
Blood flows through my wrists again, making me wince. My heart skips a beat when he unties my hands.
"You have been a good girl. So I can do this too."
"Thanks..." I murmur. And to my surprise, he opens all the ties.
"You can use the bathroom, then we will leave. The door stays open."
I nod and get up. Earlier, he carried me to the bath. It was so humiliating. But I literally felt I was dying, so it didn''t matter. There was no shame.
I''m still in danger. But just a small freedom of not being untied feels relieving. I sit in the pot and nce at the bathroom door. Thankfully, he is not watching and I''m
still wearing some clothes. Although it''s barely covering me.
Fuck. Am I feeling thankful that he didn''t strip me naked. Yes, I''m.
Is this how it works? You feel thankful to your kidnapper for giving you the bare minimum. Feeling thankful that he untied you after keeping you like a dog for hours. Worse than a dog. I remind myself.
I get up and pull my shorts up. I nce at the bath door once more. He has his back towards me. This is my pick up the tank lid and turn.
chance. I
The phone rings and I jump in terror.
"Your boysister is calling," Ethan says as he walks towards the table where the assault rifle & my phone is ced. In panic, I put the lid back at its ce and turn.
Thankfully, the ring tone suppressed the noise of the heavy lid and his back was towards me.
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Fuck. My heart beats faster as Ethan squints his eyes at me while putting the call on speaker.
"Rules are same as before." Ethan says as he answers the call for me.
"Hey My doll..." Miles'' smooth voicees out of the speakers. "Tam here. But it looks like you are not at your house... Does it mean you will wee me to this so called warehouse of yours?"
Oh God, he sounds so clueless.
Ethan mouths ''Warehouse'' and 1 reply. "Warehouse would be better."
Ethan gives me a stern look and I know he wants me to ''Make it real''
"We could have some fun..." My voice shivers as I try to lure Miles into an obvious trap.
"Great, send me the address. I will be there soon."
Ethan cuts the call and takes a few steps back, keeping his eyes at me.
As I pass him out of the bathroom, my eyes fall at the assault rifle again. Can I grab it?
"It doesn''t have bullets in it yet... But the hand gun has....." I look over my shoulder as he points the gun at me.
"Take that handcuff and lock yourself."
"Good," he says as I do as told while b
types some text on my phone.
"Are you sending him the address?"
He gives me a sinister grin.
"But you said we will run away together." I try to show I am willing to go with him...
"There is no need to follow through... He doesn''t need toe here..."
"Come on, Avery... It doesn''t hurt to roughen up the pretty boy a little."
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As I cut the call, I received a text from Avery. Address is the same as the warehouse. It''s a sign kidnapper, aka possibly Ethan, is clueless.
We are positioned outside the warehouse. Ran''s team and a handful of police are helping us out. Time was too short to get too many people involved, anyway. And risky too.
"What next?" I ask the officer sitting in front of me as Ran puts on a bullet- proof vest on my bare skin.
"Same as we nned. We will give you five minutes to cover your surroundings using the camera," he says as he
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hands me the earpiece.
"Try to negotiate. If he turns aggressive, we will break in. But it''s necessary for us
to know if he has any help or if he is acting alone."
So far, we have spotted no one in the windows or anyone other than Ethaning out. We could shoot him. But we need to know if he is alone.
"Got it," I tell him.
An officer standing near us shakes his head. "I don''t approve of this.... it''s like we are sending a second hostage in there."
"Let''s go." I tell them in annoyance. It took me fucking 20 minutes to convince them why I was a perfect candidate to go inside. Plus some pressure and calling favors. I cannot waste time in the same argument again.
As I walk up to the warehouse and the gravel crunching beneath my feet. I pause
in front of the door topose myself before pushing it open. I have a gun behind my back and a knife in my sock. Not sure if I will get to use these. But I am hopeful.
I take a deep breath and try to steady my nerves. I can hear my breathing echoing
in my earpiece. My eyes adjust to the dimly lit space as I make out the surroundings. My eyes dart around, scanning the area for any signs of movement or immediate danger. The inside is dark and musty, the only lighting from a single bulb hanging from the ceiling. I can see stacks of crates and boxes lining the walls, but no sign of Ethan.
"It smells awful..." I mutter. It''s a strange mixture of musty old books and something metallic. God, how such a rotting building is still standing in the middle of the city. And how the fuck is it empty? How did drug addicts not take this building over?
I scan the area, looking for any sign of Ethan or anyone else. But I cannot see anything but rows and rows of bookshelves, stretching all the way to the ceiling. I walk down the aisle, turning at spots to make sure the tiny camera attached to my chest covers everything.
"Call her out," Ran in earpiece says. I smirk. Sounds like Ran kicked the doubtful officer out of the room.
"My doll...." I call out tentatively, still keeping up the act. "Where are you, sweetie? Are we ying games already?"
There''s no response. I walk as the sound of my footsteps echoing through the space. I take my phone out and dial Avery''s number. We know her phone is here
for sure. The phone rings and I turn my head towards the sound and see a shadowy figure in the distance. My heart leaps into my throat.
Something is so creepy about it.
"Avery?"
The figure doesn''t move. I approach cautiously, keeping the camera pointed at the figure. As I get closer, I realize it''s just a mannequin. The phone isying on floor behind the mannequin.
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Tuck. Did they leave the building?" I mutter as my eyes dart around.
"No," the voice in the earpiece says. "We have eyes on the building Nobody left.
Put your arms behind your head," a voice says, and I freeze,
Ethan.
For someone who is about to die... he sounds strangely confident.
I have no interest in getting him arrested, I want him fuckin dead. As I put my arms
behind my head and turn, 1 finallye face to face with him. He''s holding a rifle. It seems he is alone,
"Tuck." Ran mutters in my earpiece.
Yea. Fuck.
It''s a strange feeling. A gun being pointed on your face. The way he is holding it, I
can tell he has no aim. Maybe I am trying to be hopeful?
"I was expecting my girlsister," I say casually.
Ethan looks at me, confused. Probably puzzled why I am not shitting my pants?
"Avery! Are you here?" I ask out loud.
When she doesn''t answer. I demand, "Where the hell is she?"
He holds the gun with both hands and walks towards me.
"You are way too much confident... you already knew you would find me." He
uses.
I refuse to look at the barrel and say, "I had a guess. Where is she?"
"Who else knows?" he asks in panic.
I try to evaluate. We had this discussion multiple times. What to say to him when
he asks.
"What do you mean? I don''t tell anybody about my sex life or my bdsm life Ethan."
I try to act puzzled.
Then I add, "Oh... is it the act? I am impressed.... My cock is going hard,
honestly."
He squints his eyes at me. I hope I''m acting better. Because even with terrible aim
and my bullet-proof vest, he can gravely injure me.
"You are fooling me. Tell me who else knows," he asks dubiously.
"What the fuck are you talking about? Isn''t this a scene?"
"Keep your voice low! or I will shoot you." His voice isn''t as confident as he thinks
it is. Which makes me feel better.
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I shrug, with my arms still up. "Whatever."
That throws him off guard.
He licks his lips and asks, "So... Nobody knows?"
"Obviously. It was her fantasy. A threesome. Kidnapping. CNC.
"Wh- What? What''s CNC?"
I smirk as I walk towards him.
"Consensual non consent.... Now tell me... where is she, so we can y with
her."
"Miles, I am here..." Avery''s meek voicees from a room and I step towards
the room while keeping my eyes at Ethan.
"Slowly," he says.
"You are in
character. Ain''t you? I
have to see her. We cannot keep this standoff for hours. Let''s get
siness. I am dying to touch her."
"Turn," he orders. I turn as he pokes the gun on my back.
When I walk inside, I am half relieved and half shocked to see her.
Her clothes are not appropriate and I can see so many whip marks. I don''t know
what I was expecting, but I expected her to be in better condition.
Tears simmer in her eyes, and she swallows hard. "Miles... I am-"
“Don''t," I tell her as my blood boils with rage.
"We will be there in 60 seconds..." Ran says over the earpiece. "Cover Avery
or push Ethan to the window. "So Avery doesn''t get hurt."
I evaluate our situation.
She is handcuffed to a pipe structure, sitting on the ground. Ethan has his loaded
gun in my face. 60 seconds seems so far. My chances are grim.
I walk towards her.
50 Seconds.
"Stop right there..." I roll my eyes and look at him. I am not sure if he is buying my
act or not.
"You already yed with her... Let me take a look at her, at least." I turn towards Avery and I grip her chin.
"Are youfortable, my doll?" I murmur.
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40 Seconds.
"You surprised me... I wasn''t
expecting you would go so far too et
make this fantasy real." Avery stares at me, confused, as I try to brush her chin with my thumb.
"What the fuck are you wearing in your ear?" Ethan yells at me.
Tuck.
30 Seconds.
"Remove your clothes. Remove your clothes right now, Miles." Ethan yells at me
again.
I try to keep my calm as I get up and turn towards him. Then I arch a brow at him.
"Why? Do you want to suck my cock?" I say suggestively as I remove my jacket, painfully slow.
He swallows hard. I can see he is confused and processing.
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I take a step towards him and he flinches.
Then a gunshot and Avery screams.
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