Whatever It Takes (Code Of Honor Book 5) Page 19

  “Then I’ll do it at school.”

  “Noah,” she whimpered, wrapping her skinny arms around him. He folded her into his arms and held her tight. He wasn’t going to live like this any longer.

  “Maybe someone will save us.” Her voice trembled.

  “Yeah, like that will ever happen,” Noah replied bitterly, blinking his eyes against the sting of threatening tears. He’d tried that route with teachers and the police. Their boss’s pockets went deep in this backwoods Oregon community.

  He released her and she caught his hand, lacing their fingers together. He couldn’t take her with him. Jenny didn’t go to school. Sometimes, she could sneak out of the compound, but most of the time, she stayed there if she wasn’t being used.

  When he got out, he’d tell someone about this place and have them come back for her. He pulled Jenny with him to the back door of the building and stopped. He told Baby to stay. Having the dog in the house would be like signing Baby’s death warrant. Sneaking a look out the door, he saw that the coast looked clear.

  “You never know, maybe somebody will help,” she whispered. But Noah wasn’t going to hold his breath waiting.

  “I’m going to find a way out, even if it kills me.”

  A sound drew his head up and the soap slipped from his fingers. He cried out when Ricky Stevenson came through the shower curtain. Noah raised his arms but was no match for the man’s savage blows. Losing his balance on the slick tub surface, he fell hard and smacked the bottom of the tub.

  “Get the fuck up.” Stevenson yanked him out of the tub.

  Noah could barely stand when the man ordered him to walk. Slamming him naked into a chair, his stepfather put a gun to his head.

  Noah coughed, gasping for breath and blinking the water from his eyes. Rage and terror brought a rasping sound of fury from deep in his throat. A hand brutally fisted into his hair, and the gun bumped his temple.

  Terrance Manning stood across the room, watching and toying with his own gun in a display of power. The message was clear, leave and you die. Manning was massive, in peak physical condition even though he was in his late forties. The man was dressed in his usual military clothing with a crew cut to match, and his cruel gaze never changed. Something cold, dark, and calculating lived inside of the drug lord, and whatever the hell that something was, it scared Noah to death.

  “I want you to be strong, Noah, but I don’t want you to be stupid,” Manning said in perfect German. The man took pleasure in beating toughness into him.

  Stevenson shook his head while the fisted grip forced him to answer.

  “Yes, sir,” Noah said through swollen lips, still blinking water out of his eyes. He refused to respond in the language of his beloved mother.

  “The sooner you know your place, the easier it will be for you. We’ve been going over this for years, Noah,” Manning said. “Trust is earned, and you have yet to earn my trust.”

  “Yes, sir.” This time, the words clawed at his throat and came out raspy and raw.

  Manning studied him, and then said, “Stevenson is my right hand. You, on the other hand, will become my second-in-command. I haven’t wasted all these years teaching you the business for nothing.”

  Noah shuddered, holding back the need to puke. He ran one arm against his dripping nose and it came away red, blood mixed with water.

  Manning stepped closer and Noah froze. Keeping his eyes cast downward, he tried to stop shaking. The man’s gaze burned into him and he dared not move an inch. Long fingers came and pinched his chin, lifting his face upward until he had no choice but to meet the man’s cruel gaze.

  “Try leaving again and I will personally be forced to punish you, like last time,” Manning murmured silkily and trailed one finger over Noah’s bottom lip. “You don’t want that again, do you?”

  “No, sir,” Noah whispered.

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