Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
Which can mean only one thing.
She’s the sacrificial virgin.
It makes sense given her costume, but why would she be dressed for the occasion? Only a severely disturbed individual would consensually take part in something so fucked up.
I suppose he could have lied to her, only told her about the one part, but if I’m trusting my gut on this, the brunette does not seem like a girl who would sign up to have a few frat-boy fucks run a train on her, either.
It’s probably the costume, but there’s something about her that strikes me as innocent. Whether it’s true or not, I’m convinced she’s ignorant of the danger she’s in.
And I’m the only help she’s got.
Doesn’t bode well for her.
I watch them talk for a few minutes before Kyle finds a reason to lead her out of the room, probably looking for somewhere quieter so they can “talk.”
It’s a little harder to follow him this way without being noticed, but I’m the guy they sent for a reason. I can be plenty stealthy when I need to be.
The girl glances back over her shoulder uncertainly as they walk through a dark, empty room with couches. I hear her say, “This seems like a good place,” and Christ, her voice. So melodic, the perfect pitch. The way it hits my ears…
I’ve never found someone’s voice attractive before, but it feels like I could listen to her speak all night long and still crave more.
But Kyle tells her he has a better place, so she keeps following him.
Unease creeps down my spine, and I pull my phone out of my pocket. We all agreed that Silvan probably has the best alibi tonight since he’s throwing a party and people wouldn’t expect him to leave it. He’s also the most connected Blue Blood on our current roster, so I text him first. “Hey, you free? I might need some backup.”
When Kyle leads the girl through the kitchen, I can’t follow. That room is too empty and too open, so I hang back and watch. He opens a door and gestures for her to walk in ahead of him.
I’ve already checked out the floorplan of the house, so I know that door leads to the basement.
She’s not dumb enough to follow this fucker down into the basement, right?
She glances up at him uncertainly. He smiles to reassure her. Then she walks through the doorway like a goddamn lamb to the slaughter.
Goddammit.
I check my phone, but Silvan hasn’t read my message. I back out of that one and text Shane instead. “Silvan isn’t answering my text. Have you seen him?”
He reads my text a second later and answers, “Yeah, he’s distracted by some girl.”
I frown. Distracted by some girl? That doesn’t sound like Silvan.
“I’m free though. What do you need?” Shane asks.
“Not sure yet, but Kyle just led some girl literally dressed like a virgin sacrifice down to their basement, so I think something is about to go down.”
“Lol fucking subtle, isn’t he?”
Irritation rubs up against me, but it’s unwarranted. It’s not like I came here tonight to be a knight in shining armor. I didn’t give a fuck about the random girl Kyle had chosen to victimize, I just didn’t want his bullshit to come back on us.
But now, Shane’s cavalier attitude toward the harm she’ll come to if I don’t get down there and intervene in time annoys me a little.
It would help if I knew how many men were in that basement.
Five founded our society, but that number can change as long as the group stays small. It depends on how many prospective members there are in the incoming freshmen class. Maybe none and we tap a sophomore or junior that has shown up on our radar instead. Most years, we only tap one or two new members. This year, we only tapped Dare. That gives us eight members.
If they’re following the same format, I would guess anywhere from five to eight guys are waiting in that basement for her, and while I’m more than capable of handling myself, I’m not John fucking Wick. I don’t know if I can take on all of them without a little help.
We figured Kyle and his cronies might drag a girl into the woods behind the frat house so he could copy the original event as closely as possible. The woods behind the school where the original ritual actually happened would be too far unless they drove her there, and that would open them up to a lot of trouble if the girl put up a fight.
There is a walkout cellar in the basement that opens to their backyard, but I don’t want to wait outside. What if I’m wrong? What if she never leaves that basement until they’re done with her?
I can’t say what kind of shape she’ll be in then. If she’ll even be alive. I don’t know exactly what they have planned, and there’s only one way to find out.