Selena was dragged to a vacant, overgrown parking lot. She didn’t dare cry out – she knew it had been hopeless from the start to think she could escape. And now she had soiled this beautiful city with guilt.
The man ripped off a strip of his shirt with his teeth and firmly bound her thin wrists together. Selena found herself roughly thrown in the back seat of a beat-up car.
She struggled to sit up before the car sped out of the lot and straight towards the city limits.
“You owe me a debt,” the man growled.
Selena remained silent.
“It’s unavoidable. You can’t escape me.”
She pressed her lips together.
“Inevitable, Moon Child. Inevitable.”
Moon Child. She gritted her teeth. How she loathed him. But she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of speaking.
“You know where we’re going, Moon Child. You know what I want. You know what they want…”