“It will work out,” I say. “I trust Nate and Sam. Bobby has done his research inside and out. If he feels this is the right thing to do. I’m going to put my hat on it.”
Noah nods. “You’re right. We need to make this as clean as possible. Leave zero chance of this coming back on our doorsteps.”
“I’m with you there.”
His phone buzzes and he pulls it out. “Head in the game. Wyatt’s out front. Let’s do this.”
Whether Noah knows it or not, he has helped me get out of my head a little. I push all of it aside and go to grab my shit. We have a job to do.
Roni
I awaken startled. When I open my eyes, I’m staring right into Natasha’s. She lifts a finger to her lips and looks around the room.
I nod and she releases my mouth. I sit up on my cot and glance around at the other sleeping girls. I never thought I’d be so happy to see this place, but after spending all that time in isolation with only Torque and Natasha to keep me sane, I appreciate this holding cell more.
“We have to come up with a plan and fast. Earlier, they were talking about the buyer that’s been holding up our sale. He’s coming to collect. We have two weeks tops to figure out a way out of here,” she whispers frantically.
“We have to get word to Torque. I’m not leaving him here.”
“I got a peek at the list on the desk. He’s going to be sold to the same guy.”
“That might be a good thing. Maybe we’ll be placed closer to Torque or something. We need to get more information. Maybe we can get out during the exchange or something. There has to be a way.”
“That asshole that had us tortured said we all have to go. We’re being sold the same time as the auction for the others. They are cleaning the place out. A truck will take the others to auction and we’re going to the exclusive buyer or something like that,” Natasha informs me.
“Okay, let me think.”
We weren’t drugged up while down in the bowels of this place. So, when they released us to return up here, I was able to observe some things. There’s the underground where they kept us while trying to torture us out of our minds.
Then there’s this level. It seems we’re in some type of huge factory. The rooms they separate us in are on this floor.
This is the level where all the real security is. There are a lot of guys around, but they tend to focus more on the sex rooms. Those of us back here are so high, we don’t pose a real threat or at least they feel we don’t.
I noticed a back door, but I don’t know what it leads to. We need to know what’s beyond that door. Maybe we can escape through it.
I don’t like that plan. Too dangerous.
“Maybe our best chances are to go with the buyer, and he might not have as many guards. Maybe we can get away in transport,” I muse aloud.
Natasha shakes her head before I can finish my thought. “If the buyer flakes, he’s going to auction us off with the others. He’s scared or something. It seems like they move people in and out a lot faster and we’re becoming a liability,” she replies.
I tug at my hair. I don’t know what to do. However, I know I have to get us out of here. A beam of light heads our way.
“Get back to your bed. We’ll figure it out. I promise. I’m going to get us out of here,” I whisper.
Natasha nods and gets low as she crawls her way back to her bed. I say a silent prayer. Two weeks. I have two weeks to figure out how to get these kids out of here.
I bite back a sob. That’s going to be much harder than I let on to Natasha. Neither of us knows what Torque looks like. We know his voice, and he knows what Natasha looks like.
Hell, he could have been one of them for all I know, but something in my gut tells me that he’s one of us and I’m not leaving one of us behind. We built a bond down there. These two are my responsibility.
I lost a piece of me down in that basement. However, they couldn’t take away my determination.