SEIZED Part 6: A Steamy New Adult Romantic Suspense Thriller (Seize Me Romance Fiction Series)

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Book: SEIZED Part 6: A Steamy New Adult Romantic Suspense Thriller (Seize Me Romance Fiction Series) by JC Coulton Read Free Book Online
Authors: JC Coulton
Whatever they do to these girls is horrendous. Carrie’s only been gone for under a week and she already seems like a shadow of her formal self.
    I keep one eye on the thug who seems to be staring at us from the edge of the building. What a prick, sitting there in the shelter while the girls are forced to sell themselves in the rain. I decide to drive the car in the alley one block away. I’ll still have a vantage point on what they’re up to, but it’s far enough away. I can’t let them have another chance to snatch this woman from me.
    When I park, I turn to Carrie again. “Carrie, I need to ask you some questions, can you look at me?”
    She turns to me and nods. She seems so disoriented and scared. I have to get her away from here soon.
    “Did you see April’s uncle walk into one of these nearby buildings earlier this evening?”
    She doesn’t seem to understand. I peer at her. There are fresh needle marks on her arms. She looks as if she’s been given enough drugs to knock her out. Shaky and pale, she leans back in the passenger seat and doesn’t respond to my prompts or questions.
    I take her hand gently and squeeze it. “Carrie, listen to me. Just nod or shake your head if you understand me, okay?”
    She doesn’t respond. I’m getting desperate. Anything could be going down inside the brothel. I’m certain it was Jessup going inside, but I want to be sure. If I can prove Jessup is inside, I can call for help.
    “Carrie!” I shout. She perks up slightly. I take her face in my hands and look into her eyes. “Honey, was that Jessup?”
    I speak slowly and clearly and it seems to get through. Her eyes flick into focus and meet mine with a flash of emotion.
    “Yes, it’s Jessup. Jessup and Neon are in the brothel…up the street near where you found me.
    It’s enough for me to take action.
    “Lock this door behind me. Don’t open it for anyone. Promise me, Carrie. No one but me!”
    “Okay. Can you get April too?”
    “I’ll try. I promise I’ll do everything I can.”
    She nods again and slumps back in the car seat. I leave the keys in the engine, and push down the lock before I close it behind me. I look back to make sure she’s okay. It looks like she’s passed out in my passenger seat. Thank God I have her now. She may never recover from this, but at least she’s safe. I have no idea what she’s been forced to do. I’m never letting her out of my sight again.
    Anger flows through me like molten lava. Those bastards have hurt her. I want to put Jessup in a headlock and squeeze until he passes out, or worse. The whole time he was feeding me tiny pieces of information, Carrie was hurting. And Neon has to pay for the part she played in this too. I grip my fists a little tighter and stalk towards the brothel.
    I get down the alleyway, and am about ten feet away when the back door is thrown open. The thug who was glaring suspiciously at me is now at the back door. He stands aside and Jessup Lee steps out into the street. Neon Lips follows. They’re both upset about something, and are arguing. Two other guards are behind them, holding large umbrellas over them to shade them from the rain.
    There’s a motley crew of scantily dressed women and fit men in black following close behind. The full entourage including the security guy looks like around fifteen people. I’m outnumbered. I have to act smart, so I push down the feeling of wanting to tackle them, and tuck myself behind a row of garbage containers to take a long look.
    Jessup is wearing a disgusting little suit. It’s obviously tailored and I’m sure those shiny shoes have inserts in them. He wants to be the big man, but his eye is still blackened from my fist. I get a moment of satisfaction that I’ve been able to do some damage. Neon is dressed in her usual black outfit. Tight and tiny as she is, those heels nearly make her taller than Jessup.
    The girls with them are young. They may not be hookers, and I wonder if they’re just

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