The Devil Walks Among Us; Book l - Completed 4/21/22

Run, Baby, Run!

"Is there a problem, officer?" Lonnie asked, watching the young, blonde-headed deputy approach his window, a smirk on his face.

"Are you with Tommy Doyle?"

"Y-Yeah..." Lonnie sweated profusely. Fuck, I'm caught...

The deputy approached the side of Lonnie's SUV, shining his flashlight into the back seat, watching the woman in the back seat wince from the intense light. There you are, you little bitch.

"He's got that mob together going after Michael, right?" He asked Lonnie.

"Um, yes..."

"And he's using her as bait?"

"Um, yes...?"

"Good idea."

"I'm sorry, um, what?"

The deputy turned off his flashlight, looking at her from the window. "I think she recognizes me."

She began to panic, squirming relentlessly in the back seat as she saw him putting his flashlight away before putting his forearms on the window of Lonnie's SUV, "She's coming with me. I've already talked to Karen. We have a plan set up."

"Wh-what?"

"Tommy is gathering a mob to attack him. He's after her. We're going to use her to lure him in then kill them both."

Lonnie gulped, wondering if this was all part of the whole plan... or if this deputy was just as sick as they were. He gripped his steering wheel as the cargo light came on, hearing her muffled cries as he roughly handled her. "Aw, look at this little ring you got on here. You won't be needing that." He laughed at her, jerking the ring from her finger - a ring that Michael had gotten for her. She didn't know how he did or what he did to get it, but she assumed - still accepting it.

She had concluded that Michael was still alive judging by the subject of talk she had overheard in the last few minutes, but she wasn't sure completely. All she wanted was this to end - her contractions to end. With every jarring action and sudden movement, another contraction would come. Luckily, she had remembered that these contractions were several minutes apart. She was close, but not close enough.

He forced her out of the SUV, forcefully shoving her into the backseat of his patrol car, his rough hands sliding down her bare thighs as they stopped at the ratchet strap that kept them together. She tried to kick at him, but it was no good. "Don't you go trying anything stupid," He growled, grasping the clasp on the strap, ratcheting the strap a notch tighter, watching at how her already-raw skin reacted to it. A slight part of him felt bad for how she was being treated, but he didn't care. After all, he was the one who put the scar on her shoulder during their relationship in the past. Her body shuddered in chills. She was wearing a loose T-shirt and shorts - something she would be doing house chores in - and wool socks. She was freezing in this weather. "And to think you left me and ended up with a monster like him. And carrying his baby. You're disgusting." He scoffed, shutting the door before walking around the front of his vehicle, dismissing Lonnie from the scene, watching him speed off to find Tommy to let him know about what happened.

He heard her whine in pain, remembering that he didn't let her move her feet before shutting the door on her, probably hurting her even more, but he didn't care. This was his night of revenge on her - revenge on her for leaving him. "Sheriff Barker, copy?"

"Go ahead."

"Wellness check on Harris is complete."

"10-4. Thank you."

Kevin chuckled, looking back at her through the welded mesh separating them. Stupid bastard. If he only knew...

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