Red Noon by Capri Montgomery Read Free Book Online

whatever door we have too. This is not a quiet entry. Have your team ready Captain Scott Baker, because they’re taking down the door without any warning.”
    “We’re on,” he told the men he would be leading. “Our only concern is bringing the hostage in alive.”
    They all nodded, alerting him to their understanding. This, this was something they were all used to doing but Takahiro felt his blood pumping just a little faster than usual. This was different, this was life or death for that woman just like all the rest but God knows he felt a certain kind of way about what was ahead of them. He had seen the footage. He had seen her fight hard. And he had seen how ruthless those men had been. He knew they wouldn’t leave her alive. Right now, he wasn’t sure she still was, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t go in ready to take the shots needed with the hope that she still was.
     
    “Ouch!” Sheila yelled as the brute struck the belt across her back harder from an angle that made it feel like he was trying to chop her in half. He had been hitting her so long this time she literally, mentally, begged for death. She couldn’t take any more of this torture. She had already wet her pants, not because she was scared—though she was that—but because she hadn’t gone since a couple hours before she walked out of her house and she had managed to have a full glass of water before that.
    This man hadn’t given her water or food. He had eaten breakfast, forgotten, yet again, to brush his teeth before breathing his rancid breath in her face. He was getting off on this. No, he didn’t want her sexually but he was getting off on it. She could see the erection in his jeans every time he came around to start attacking her from the front with that belt.
    He hit her again, and again. She felt her knees buckling, causing her arms to pull downward and make the wiry rope slice into her even more. She tried to stay on her feet. She was losing this battle. She was losing and she couldn’t survive this.
    “Stop! Please stop!” It was the first time she had begged for him to stop the torture. She had refrained through hours of torture because she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but she couldn’t stop the words from pouring out of her mouth just as she couldn’t stop the tears.
    He laughed, hit her once more and then came to stand in front of her. “Boss man will still find your face pretty at least. Bet he’ll get off even more at that sexy red fire all over your body. Maybe he’ll give you just the same. So long as I get to kill ya’ when he’s done.”
    He obviously wanted to see her face because he slashed her stomach and breast bone with the belt a couple times before he walked closer, slipped his fingers into her hair and yanked her head back again.
    “Oh yeah, I like the fear in your eyes.”
    His breath made the bile rise up in her stomach and she couldn’t stop it. The moment he let go of her hair her head was already flying forward and the inner habitants of her empty stomach came flying out. She didn’t know she could throw up something she hadn’t eaten. She thought maybe it was blood. Maybe she was going to die now. But she hadn’t died. The only thing she had done was managed to anger him more when her vomit hit him in the face.
    He swiped his arm over his face, looked at the sleeve of his shirt and flew into a rage. He hit her so hard with the back of his hand that it split her lip again, but down the center this time. Then he walked behind her and started beating her like some uncontrolled animal and all she could do was scream and beg for God to take her—take her to be with her parents or just take her out of this hell because she couldn’t survive this.
    “Stupid! Stupid!” He yelled as he hit her harder than before she thought he was cutting into her back. She thought her skin was raw, broken, maybe even beaten away.
    She couldn’t say how long that lasted because every second felt