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“Stop! Let go! Please don’t,” I say with a shrill scream, and my knees immediately buckle.

“Put the gun down, Roman,” a man shouts. I hear Roman holster his pistol before pulling me up from the ground. I bury my face in Roman’s chest, and I’m sobbing, almost hysterically.

“Shh. I’ve got you. You’re okay,” he speaks softly. Over time, he calms me down. When I pull away, he immediately snaps at the agents. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Is this how you were fucking taught to talk to victims?”

“It was not our intention to upset Ms. Kingston…”

“Mrs. Tolson,” I correct coldly.

“I am deeply sorry that I frightened you. I shouldn’t have done that,” he says gently. “I usually work with the bad guys, not their victims.”

“What do you want?” I ask.

“I am Special Agent Lance Peterson. This is my partner, Special Agent Vanessa Culver. We are with organized crime in the FBI. It was brought to our attention by an anonymous source that your kidnapping last month was committed by The People of Christ Church based out of New York?” he asks.

“I told local police that, and no one gave a shit. Why do you?” I ask.

“Because we are also investigating their connection into the local police department,” he says gently.

“What do you want from me?” I ask.

“Your story,” he says. “You are the second person to have ever escaped being sacrificed in that cult.”

“Who was the other?” Roman asks.

“Her mother,” Vanessa says bluntly.

Chapter Fourteen

Huxley

I want to giveup, but I am so goddamn close. I spent some time trying to find a weak spot, and every time it always ended up being Haley. Some part of me still thinks I can save her, but she is so far past redemption that I am fucking thrilled to kill this bitch.

I’ve learned a lot about how awful they really are. Haley is just as bad as Doug and definitely worse than Richard. The number of times she drugged Zoriah so Richard could rape her is sickening. Haley would always go over to Riah’s house but let Richard in once Jim was passed out. Hearing them brag about it over the last month and not being able to fucking stab them has been hard. Haley has always kept Zoriah close just for the sake of Richard being able to hurt her. The reasoning was very simple.If Zoriah was traumatized, she’d be easier to break when Doug finally wanted her.

Doug is the one that is confusing. He and Richard went with the intention of killing just Zoriah when she was six but ended up killing Clara. The entire purpose of that “mission” was to get Clara back. They thought by killing one of her children, they’d have a better chance of breaking her. Force her to be compliant, and the other one gets to grow up. They didn’t expect that Clara would sacrifice herself for her daughter. That level of compassion went right over their heads.

Haley is the weak spot because she is the most easily manipulated. She’s always been like that. I have been getting on her good side by simply letting her do whatever she wants to me. It just feeds into my hatred for her and fuels my desire to make her suffer. She deserves to die for what she has done to Zoriah. I wanted to wait and let Zoriah kill her, but I can’t. Not after what she has done to me. To her. She won’t live to see the sun rise tomorrow. Tonight is the night I have finally convinced her to take me out.

Haley has a key to the bunker, and I’ve been planting seeds to grow the idea that she and I can surprise Doug with Zoriah. Last night, Haley agreed under the condition that she gets to do something to me before we go. I’ve noticed she’s obsessed with me, and that’s disgusting. Her first clue should be the fact that she has to inject my dick with something just to force me to get hard. I completely disconnect from everyone assaulting me usually, but with her I shut down.

“Hey,” Haley says as she bounces into the room.

“Hey,” I say. “What’s up?”

“You ready to play?”

“You ready to find Zoriah?” I ask with a forced smile.

“Oh my God! Yes! Doug will be so happy,” she says giddily. Fucking kill me now. “Think he will let us play with her?”

“I think he will,” I say simply.

“Come play with me,” she whines as she grabs my hand and pulls me out of the room.

“Alright. Alright,” I say with a dry laugh. We walk down the hall, and I get that same heart-sinking feeling. I hate this so much.

“Hey, Daddy,” Haley says giddily as she hugs Doug.