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prayed that her son was all right. She hadn’t prayed for a long time, not since the night Danny had walked out on her. That night she had gotten drunk for one of the few times in her life, and even though she knew it was wrong, she had asked God to smite the heartless son of a bitch. He had it coming for leaving her and the kids.
    God hadn’t answered that prayer, of course . . . or maybe He had answered it by leaving Danny unharmed. Carla didn’t know. All she cared about now was that He answer this one by making sure that Andy and Emily were all right, no matter what happened to her.
    They had left the town behind and were headed now for the Sierrita Mountains. Once they got up in the mountains, there were lots of little roads where the men could force her to turn off the highway. It got isolated in a hurry up there. No one would be around, no witnesses to whatever the men wanted to do.
    The one in the back leaned over the seat and asked the inevitable question of the one in front. “You think we got time to fuck her?”
    â€œYeah, man, we make the time, fine piece o’ gringa ass like this.”
    Carla’s pulse hammered inside her skull. Of course they were going to rape her. She had known that in the back of her mind all along. They were criminals, evil men. They wouldn’t hesitate.
    â€œWhat about the little one?” the man in back asked.
    Carla had to struggle mightily to keep from giving in to hysteria. Emily was just a baby. Surely even men as heartless as these wouldn’t do anything sick to a little baby.
    â€œWe don’t need her, man. Toss her out the window.”
    â€œNo!” Carla screamed. The wheel jerked in her hands and the Nissan fishtailed back and forth across the road.
    â€œShit!” the man in front bellowed as he reached for the wheel, grabbed it, and brought the car back under control. He smacked the gun in his hand against the side of Carla’s head. “You crazy bitch! I was jokin’! Nothin’s gonna happen to your baby as long as you do what we say.” He kept steering. “Now settle down, damn it!”
    Carla took a deep breath and forced her frenzied nerves to cooperate. Her head hurt, and she felt a thin trickle of blood worm its way along her cheek from the little cut that the gun had opened up when the man hit her. “All right,” she said. “All right. You know I’ll do whatever you say. You don’t have to threaten me, or hurt me or my baby.”
    â€œOkay.” The man let go of the wheel. “The first side road you come to, turn off. My amigo and I wanna screw you. That all right with you?”
    â€œY-yes.”
    â€œMake her say it,” the one in back put in.
    â€œYou heard him. Tell us what you want.”
    I want you both to die and burn in hell for all eternity!
    Carla said, “I want you to . . . to screw me. Both of you.”
    â€œThat’s just what we’re gonna do, baby.”
    A dirt road turned off to the left about a hundred yards ahead of the Nissan. Carla began to slow down. This was good, she told herself. In a bizarre way, it was a lucky break for her that the carjackers couldn’t wait to rape her. They hadn’t reached the mountains yet, so it was just possible that someone passing by on the highway might see her car parked on the dirt road and come to investigate. She told herself she was crazy for thinking there was even a chance, but the human mind was a stubborn thing. It refused to give up hope.
    â€œOf course, after we’re done with you, we may have to go ahead and kill you and the kid,” the man in front added casually. “But you treat us nice and make us both happy, we will make it quick.”
    Carla’s vision blurred as tears welled up in her eyes. There was no hope. She was going to die, and Emily was going to die, because no one would show up to save them. She turned onto the dirt road. She was going to her death, but