Too Late
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Ryan is looking straight into the peephole. But I know him well enough to know that he’s hoping I don’t open the door.
If Asa is behind this, why would Ryan lead him here?
I look out the peephole again and I can see Ryan looking to his left, like he’s listening to someone give him orders. Ryan inhales, then stares at the door again. “He took Tillie. If you don’t open the door, he’ll let them kill her. He’s the only one who knows where she is.”
“Fuck,” I whisper, dropping my head against the wall. “Fuck.”
I can’t believe Ryan would put Sloan in this situation. I can’t believe he would bring him here. There has to be something else to this. Ryan would put his own life in danger before he would risk anyone else’s.
I glance over at Sloan and tears are pouring down her cheeks. Her eyes are wide with fear.
I look out the door again, just as Asa walks into the frame, pointing a gun against Ryan’s head. “Don’t forget to tell him who else I have,” Asa says, loud enough for me to hear him through the door.
Ryan closes his eyes regretfully. “Luke,” he says. “He has someone parked outside my little sister’s house. I’m sorry, Luke. I’m so sorry.”
I close my eyes. Ryan’s little sister is the one thing he would protect more than anyone in this world. It makes sense now. And the fact that Asa was smart enough to pull that off makes me scared for Sloan’s life. I reach for my phone to dial 9-1-1.
“If you call the police and have me arrested, they’re both dead,” Asa says. “Tillie. Ryan’s sister. And Ryan. My guys have strict orders. I’m giving you three seconds to open this door.”
Sloan is crying hard now, shaking her head, begging me not to open the door. I take two steps until I’m standing right in front of her. I brush my thumb across my bottom lip and whisper, “I’m so sorry, Sloan.”
Then I grab her arm and pull her to me, press the gun against the side of her head, and open the door.
Asa looks at Sloan first. Then his eyes meet the gun I’m holding to her head. “Son of a bitch,” he says.
I back us both into the living room as Asa makes his way inside, holding the gun to Ryan’s head. “Looks like we have a predicament.”
I shrug. “Not really. What you have of mine is disposable. What I have of yours is not.”
Sloan is shaking so hard against me, and it fucking kills me that I’m doing this to her. But she knows she’s the only bargaining tool we have to work with. He would never want her dead, so I hope she realizes that this may be our only way out of this.
It’s a risk, but we’re out of options.
Asa’s eyes are hard on mine. “Let her go, Luke. I’ll release Ryan, Sloan and I will leave, and things can go back to how they’re supposed to be.”
I’ll never push her into Asa’s arms. Ever. Even if he has to kill me first.
“Asa,” I say, backing her away from him. “Do you remember the last time we were locked up in a room together? You were very curious about the details of my first time with Sloan.”
His Adam’s apple rolls down his throat.
“You still interested in hearing about it?”
Asa cocks his gun in a threatening gesture, pushing it beneath Ryan’s chin, forcing his head up.
I do the same to Sloan. It makes her cry even harder.
“The first time I kissed her was in your bedroom,” I say. “Right next to your bed.”
“Shut your fucking filthy mouth, Luke,” Asa yells. “I’ll blow his fucking brains out all over this apartment.”
I nod. “If you do that, you’ll see exactly what Sloan looks like on the inside.”
He winces. I’m getting to him.
“You think I care if she dies?” I say. “There are a million more girls just like her, Asa. She doesn’t mean shit to me. She got me closer to you and that’s all I ever cared about. She’s a white-trash cunt who used you for your money. Do you really think I would take a girl like that home to my mother?”
Asa lowers his head until his eyes are narrowed in my direction. “You think I believe that? Nice try, Luke. But I know you want to keep her all to yourself or you wouldn’t fucking be here with her. Now tell me what it’ll take for you to give her to me. Alive.”
“I can’t do that yet, Asa. You’re right, I don’t want to give her up. I’ve only been able to fuck her once. She owes me a good fuck or two.”
Asa pops his neck. That really got to him. I can see his focus changing more to me and less on Ryan. I push him a little further.
If Asa is behind this, why would Ryan lead him here?
I look out the peephole again and I can see Ryan looking to his left, like he’s listening to someone give him orders. Ryan inhales, then stares at the door again. “He took Tillie. If you don’t open the door, he’ll let them kill her. He’s the only one who knows where she is.”
“Fuck,” I whisper, dropping my head against the wall. “Fuck.”
I can’t believe Ryan would put Sloan in this situation. I can’t believe he would bring him here. There has to be something else to this. Ryan would put his own life in danger before he would risk anyone else’s.
I glance over at Sloan and tears are pouring down her cheeks. Her eyes are wide with fear.
I look out the door again, just as Asa walks into the frame, pointing a gun against Ryan’s head. “Don’t forget to tell him who else I have,” Asa says, loud enough for me to hear him through the door.
Ryan closes his eyes regretfully. “Luke,” he says. “He has someone parked outside my little sister’s house. I’m sorry, Luke. I’m so sorry.”
I close my eyes. Ryan’s little sister is the one thing he would protect more than anyone in this world. It makes sense now. And the fact that Asa was smart enough to pull that off makes me scared for Sloan’s life. I reach for my phone to dial 9-1-1.
“If you call the police and have me arrested, they’re both dead,” Asa says. “Tillie. Ryan’s sister. And Ryan. My guys have strict orders. I’m giving you three seconds to open this door.”
Sloan is crying hard now, shaking her head, begging me not to open the door. I take two steps until I’m standing right in front of her. I brush my thumb across my bottom lip and whisper, “I’m so sorry, Sloan.”
Then I grab her arm and pull her to me, press the gun against the side of her head, and open the door.
Asa looks at Sloan first. Then his eyes meet the gun I’m holding to her head. “Son of a bitch,” he says.
I back us both into the living room as Asa makes his way inside, holding the gun to Ryan’s head. “Looks like we have a predicament.”
I shrug. “Not really. What you have of mine is disposable. What I have of yours is not.”
Sloan is shaking so hard against me, and it fucking kills me that I’m doing this to her. But she knows she’s the only bargaining tool we have to work with. He would never want her dead, so I hope she realizes that this may be our only way out of this.
It’s a risk, but we’re out of options.
Asa’s eyes are hard on mine. “Let her go, Luke. I’ll release Ryan, Sloan and I will leave, and things can go back to how they’re supposed to be.”
I’ll never push her into Asa’s arms. Ever. Even if he has to kill me first.
“Asa,” I say, backing her away from him. “Do you remember the last time we were locked up in a room together? You were very curious about the details of my first time with Sloan.”
His Adam’s apple rolls down his throat.
“You still interested in hearing about it?”
Asa cocks his gun in a threatening gesture, pushing it beneath Ryan’s chin, forcing his head up.
I do the same to Sloan. It makes her cry even harder.
“The first time I kissed her was in your bedroom,” I say. “Right next to your bed.”
“Shut your fucking filthy mouth, Luke,” Asa yells. “I’ll blow his fucking brains out all over this apartment.”
I nod. “If you do that, you’ll see exactly what Sloan looks like on the inside.”
He winces. I’m getting to him.
“You think I care if she dies?” I say. “There are a million more girls just like her, Asa. She doesn’t mean shit to me. She got me closer to you and that’s all I ever cared about. She’s a white-trash cunt who used you for your money. Do you really think I would take a girl like that home to my mother?”
Asa lowers his head until his eyes are narrowed in my direction. “You think I believe that? Nice try, Luke. But I know you want to keep her all to yourself or you wouldn’t fucking be here with her. Now tell me what it’ll take for you to give her to me. Alive.”
“I can’t do that yet, Asa. You’re right, I don’t want to give her up. I’ve only been able to fuck her once. She owes me a good fuck or two.”
Asa pops his neck. That really got to him. I can see his focus changing more to me and less on Ryan. I push him a little further.
