Abused

Chapter 12

John's POV:

David and I ran away from my hunting cabin as quickly and possible, trying to get away from the police. We run out to my pickup truck that's hidden in the treeline. Starting it up, I haul ass out to the other end of the highway.

I do seventy down the highway, looking in the mirror every few seconds. I don't see any cop cars behind me, but I speed up more just to be safe. I glance over at David in the passenger seat, and I see that he's fidgeting.

When I ask why he's so fucking twitchy, he responds, "I just can't shake the feeling that the police are going to find us and lock us up."

"Listen Dave, I've got a plan. I'm going to call a guy who was going to help us change our identities and the way we look. He used to work for witness protection. After that, we are going to kill that boy and we will get my daughter. She will be my little toy."

I pick up my phone and call James, my witness protection guy.

He answers on the first ring. "Sup, dude. What do you need me to do for you?"

"I need help changing mine and David's identities and our looks. I'm trying to get my daughter back, but the cops are looking for us. So can you help us out?"

"Of course, bro. Just head on over to my place on Maple Street and we'll get started."

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David and I arrive at James' house thirty minutes later. We go inside and go to the back room to get started.

First James gives us bald caps to put on to hold our hair out of the way. Then he starts putting fake latex skin on our faces, replacing our features. Mine has high cheekbones and a few wrinkles around the eyes and mouth. David's has wrinkles to make him look like a fifty year old. James gives us false eyebrows to place over our real ones. Mine are black and David's are grey. We get contacts that put in our eyes, blue and hazel colored. We  put on wigs to match our eyebrows. And lastly James gives us new outfits to match our looks. David's wearing a button up and sweater vest with khakis and loafers, while I'm wearing a black t-shirt and ripped jeans with sneakers.

I smile as I look at myself in the mirror on the wall, admiring my new look. I thank James before we go, but he stops me and says, "Listen, be careful not to be outside for too long. Because the latex will start to droop, making it easy for someone to peel it off. And make sure to watch out for the cops. But if you run into any, be sure to change your voices."

I nod as we walk back out to the truck. I drive us to the nearest store, stopping in to grab a few supplies. I get an eight person tent, bunny cords, chains, duct tape, a semi automatic rifle, and the large hunting knife.

After David and I pay for the supplies, we head out to the desert that's west of town.

Once we arrive in a deserted area, I start putting the tent together with David's help. We spend a few hours getting the tent up. But once we finish getting it together, I collapse on the ground from exhaustion.

I begin to think about what I want to do to kill the boy and get my daughter back in my life forever. I'll have to break back into his hospital room so that I can pull the plug on the sorry bastard. Then I'll have to figure out a way to get Amanda isolated from everyone so that I can put her out and take her.

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David and I arrive at the hospital as quickly as possible. When we get there, I go over to the nurse's station and ask the nurse for the kid's recovery room number. After I tell her that I'm his uncle, using a fake British accent, she gives me the number.