“Bring her over.”
Ed dragged me between bodies. He dumped me between Quinn's legs.
Quinn held up a cell phone. “You're going to make us a video. Give me your sister's phone number.”
“Never!”
Quinn's boot connected with Lacie's ribs. She screamed.
“No, please.” Tears burned my eyes. “Don't hurt her.”
“Then give me Evie's number. Or should I work on each girl until you do?”
“Why do you want Evie?”
“She has something our boss needs. Bitch better get here and give us what we want, otherwise… well she’ll be down a sister. Now quit with the questions.”
The numbers tumbled out. Evie answered on the first ring. They put her on speaker phone.
“Hello?”
“You Evie Avery?”
“Yes.”
“We have your sister Chloe. Say hello, Chloe.”
I pressed my lips together. If I stayed quiet, maybe Evie wouldn't come. It was a trap.
Quinn's hand exploded across my face. His ring split my forehead open. Blood ran into my eye.
“Don't hurt her!” Evie's panic cut through the speaker. But it wasn’t Evie, it was Maddie.
“Tell me what to do. I'll do anything.”
Where is Evie? Why was Maddie answering Evie’s phone?
“My boss wants the passports. You get them, or...” Quinn smiled down at me. “Well, let's show you what 'or' looks like. You're going to count every hit, Evie. Every scream. You're going to listen to what happens when you don't cooperate.”
His fist drove into my side.
“That's one,” he said conversationally.
I gasped, couldn't breathe.
“Count it, Evie.”
“One,” Maddie whispered through the phone.
Another blow. Something cracked inside me.
“Two,” Maddie's voice broke.
“See, she screams so pretty for you.” Quinn's fist connected again. “Every sound she makes is because of you, Evie. Because of what you got her into.”
Where is Evie? Oh God, this guy will never stop hurting me, then he’d start on the others, without Evie. Where is she? Why isn’t she here to help us?
I started to cry.