Outside the door<b>, </b><b>the </b><b>TV </b>was <b>sting </b><b>at </b>full volume. With <b>just </b><b>a </b>single door between them<b>, </b><b>it </b>felt like <b>two </b><bpletely </b>different worlds.
After <b>seeing </b>Samuel enter Josephine’s house<b>, </b>Aubree and Bowen followed him inside.
<b>As </b>they drew <b>closer</b>, the <b>TV’s </b>volume <b>was </b>suspiciously loud. Even with the ring noise, they could just <b>barely </b><b>make </b>out the shrill screams <b>of </b><b>a </b>woman from inside. If they <b>hadn’t </b><b>been </b>listening carefully, they might have thought it was just their <b>imagination</b>.
Aubree and <b>Bowen </b>exchanged <b>a </b><b>nce</b>, and in unison<b>, </b>stepped closer to the front door.
<b>Bowen </b>gave the <b>door </b>a push, but the front door was deadbolted from the inside. Unless someone opened it from within, the only <b>way </b><b>in </b>would be to break it down by <b>force</b><b>. </b>
<b>“</b>Stay here<b>. </b>I’ll <b>get </b>in through the back door,” Bowen told her.
Aubree looked up at the windows and noticed they were built unusually high up. Most people wouldn’t be able to get in without using <b>some </b>equipment.
Bowen picked a good spot to <b>get </b>some leverage, took a running start, pushed off the wall with both feet, and hoisted himself <b>up </b>with his <b>arms</b><b>. </b>The whole move <b>was </b>smooth and effortless.
Inside the house, the vige chief’s son had lost <b>it</b>. He had Josephine pinned to the floor, beating and kicking her. While he <b>was </b>the <b>vige </b>chief’s son, he was not the only one. Samuel had two older brothers who were more impressive than him. People described him <b>as </b>being “honest<b>,</b><b>” </b>but that <b>was </b>just because he had nothing else going for him. All he could do was put on a fake <b>act </b>of being the good guy.
With Josephine, he finally got to feel the twisted pride of being a “man.”
He yelled, “You bitch! You whore! I’ve given you so many opportunities, and now who <b>are </b>you trying to seduce here?
“Listen up, from now on, you’re my woman. Stop unting yourself around all the time!
“That day at the delivery station, you were sticking your ass out like you wanted me to notice. And now you’re pretending to be some chaste little saint?”
Josephine stretched her hand forward, trying to catch her son’s attention. She could hear the TV ring outside, and she knew her boy was out there. She <b>was </b>desperately hoping he’d notice her and run to get Pontus from next door.
Samuel was <b>a </b>total coward; the moment there was even a hint of danger, he’d chicken out.
But nothing happened. The TV was too loud, and her son had no idea what was really happening inside.
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Samuel <b>had </b>his pants halfway down when he suddenly froze. ‘Who the hell is out <b>there</b><b>?</b>‘ he thought, <b>panic </b>shing <b>across </b>his <b>face</b><b>. </b>
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