strode out of the room. The familiar sense of going out on a mission with his brothers in arms actually enhanced his energy and he felt the familiar fire in his chest when he went through his gear. The Army Beasts ride again . H e thought of Kales words. Amari was right all along . T his was what he needed . T his was home.
Chapter Five
Amari woke up and groggily tried to see . T here was someth ing over her eyes. The black materia l was so thick she could n’ t even make out light through it. Her mouth was taped , and when she tried to move her hand s the y were tied over her head. She took stock of her situation as it all came b ack to her. She ’d had an argument with Stavros , drove hom e, shower ed , two men, chloroform , and nothing after that. She wondered how long she was out and where she was being held . It was obvious who took her and the reason why, what she had to figure out now was a way to get free. Did anyone notice she was missing ? Amari doubted it .
Stavros was probably still brooding at his cabin , and none of her co- workers would expect anything until Monday if she didn’t show up. Madge would g o by and check to see if she was ok ay . By then it would be too late . I’ll probably be dead . T he thought made panic lance through her.
Amari began to struggle in vain against the rope that bound her arms and legs. She was in a thin mattress on a cot. When she finally stopped moving , she could feel cold wood against her back. She took a deep breath and smelled water and the familiar scent of spring in Boston. They had brought her back to the place she was running from. She heard a noise , footsteps coming across the boards and then a door opening. She stayed as still as she could , hoping that she could fool whoever it was that she was asleep.
“I know you’re awake . , ” The man ’s voice sounded amused. She knew who it was instantly ; Dr. Bascombe. “I heard the squeaking of those springs.” Amari still said nothing and he made an impatient sigh and ripped the tape from her lips , making her cry out. “There you are . Hello , Nurse Montgomery.”
“You might as well take this crap off my eyes . I know your voice, Dr. Bascombe,” Amari snapped. “Where the hell am I?”
“Someplace where no one can find you,” Dr. Bascombe took the cover from over her eyes. “ You should have never run away . M y mother would have made you a very lucrative offer to forget what you saw.”
Amari gave an incredulous laugh. “You seriously think you mother’s money means anything to me? Isn’t it just like you to have M ommy bail you out. I thought you were this amazing heart surgeon , and it turns out you ’ r e just a pathetic waste of space. Didn’t M ommy give you enough allowance ? I s that why you need ed to make more money by selling organs?”
He slapped her across the face , and her skin stung from the contact. She refused to cry out again and give him the satisfaction of hearing her pain. She knew there was probably going to be more as the time progressed. She made the firm decision to hold out against anything they did to her until she could free herself .
Dr. Bascombe thumped his chest. “I’m brilliant and you know it, everyone knows it. I’m saving lives. Why should a donor heart go to some machine worker from Iowa who will waste his or her life? When there’s people in the world that deserve it, who work hard and invest in the future.”
“You mean rich people who can afford it. What makes their lives worth more than a machine worker who is taking care of his family or a woman who works hard to put food on the table for her kids?” Amari demanded. “They do more in their lives than your rich , pompous , privileged friends ever would. What gives you the right to chose who lives or dies?”
He rubbed his thumb and finger together. “Money , darling . Y ou can never win against the green. Now , are you going to tell me where you put the evidence that you hid away?
Chapter Five
Amari woke up and groggily tried to see . T here was someth ing over her eyes. The black materia l was so thick she could n’ t even make out light through it. Her mouth was taped , and when she tried to move her hand s the y were tied over her head. She took stock of her situation as it all came b ack to her. She ’d had an argument with Stavros , drove hom e, shower ed , two men, chloroform , and nothing after that. She wondered how long she was out and where she was being held . It was obvious who took her and the reason why, what she had to figure out now was a way to get free. Did anyone notice she was missing ? Amari doubted it .
Stavros was probably still brooding at his cabin , and none of her co- workers would expect anything until Monday if she didn’t show up. Madge would g o by and check to see if she was ok ay . By then it would be too late . I’ll probably be dead . T he thought made panic lance through her.
Amari began to struggle in vain against the rope that bound her arms and legs. She was in a thin mattress on a cot. When she finally stopped moving , she could feel cold wood against her back. She took a deep breath and smelled water and the familiar scent of spring in Boston. They had brought her back to the place she was running from. She heard a noise , footsteps coming across the boards and then a door opening. She stayed as still as she could , hoping that she could fool whoever it was that she was asleep.
“I know you’re awake . , ” The man ’s voice sounded amused. She knew who it was instantly ; Dr. Bascombe. “I heard the squeaking of those springs.” Amari still said nothing and he made an impatient sigh and ripped the tape from her lips , making her cry out. “There you are . Hello , Nurse Montgomery.”
“You might as well take this crap off my eyes . I know your voice, Dr. Bascombe,” Amari snapped. “Where the hell am I?”
“Someplace where no one can find you,” Dr. Bascombe took the cover from over her eyes. “ You should have never run away . M y mother would have made you a very lucrative offer to forget what you saw.”
Amari gave an incredulous laugh. “You seriously think you mother’s money means anything to me? Isn’t it just like you to have M ommy bail you out. I thought you were this amazing heart surgeon , and it turns out you ’ r e just a pathetic waste of space. Didn’t M ommy give you enough allowance ? I s that why you need ed to make more money by selling organs?”
He slapped her across the face , and her skin stung from the contact. She refused to cry out again and give him the satisfaction of hearing her pain. She knew there was probably going to be more as the time progressed. She made the firm decision to hold out against anything they did to her until she could free herself .
Dr. Bascombe thumped his chest. “I’m brilliant and you know it, everyone knows it. I’m saving lives. Why should a donor heart go to some machine worker from Iowa who will waste his or her life? When there’s people in the world that deserve it, who work hard and invest in the future.”
“You mean rich people who can afford it. What makes their lives worth more than a machine worker who is taking care of his family or a woman who works hard to put food on the table for her kids?” Amari demanded. “They do more in their lives than your rich , pompous , privileged friends ever would. What gives you the right to chose who lives or dies?”
He rubbed his thumb and finger together. “Money , darling . Y ou can never win against the green. Now , are you going to tell me where you put the evidence that you hid away?
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