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    “Huh,” he says. “This one’s gonna be dead before the next van load. Who the fuck cut her like that? You?” He cackles with laughter as I hear Claudia saying somet h ing in a defensive tone.
    And then:
    “Look, I don’t give a shit what your daddy says. We got a network and buyers. Money don’t grow on trees. You screwed up with your little doggy incident and—” His voice goes lower.
    So Claudia was the one who hurt Wizard and set me up?
    And Dean Landau has set up Mark ?
    “I just want to know where Eric is,” she says to Frenchie in a pleading tone.
    “Because you wanna fuck him? You need a pole to ride, I got one,” he snaps at her.
    Her voice sounds muffled, then pleading, and then angry.
    “I’d fuck your brains out right here on the storage room floor but I got a place I need to be. Doesn’t mean I can’t get me a little sugar now—” he makes a lewd sound.
    “Get your hands off me!” she shouts, and then the door slams shut, closing with a hiss that sounds like a dying person’s last breath.
    A sharp pain pierces my calf. I scream. Something crawls up my leg and stops at my ass.
    I shove the door open and fall out of the pipe in a slick mess that is like being reborn.
    The rat that’s turned me into a snack tries to bite my foot as I crawl out. I’m in utter darkness again, too far from the candles to grab one fast. The rat makes an aggressive noise, then scampers back into the pipe.
    And that’s the last thing I remember before I pass out again .

Chapter Eight
    I wake up to the sound of weeping. In the pitch black tomb we’re in, I can’t tell if it’s me or Amy.  
    Or both.
    I reach up to feel my face. My eyes are wet.
    I hear Amy sobbing.
    “It’s okay,” I try to say, but my mouth feels like someone has put sawdust and cotton in it. My bladder aches again. I take a deep breath and smell that odor I detected when I first came in here.
    Amy’s infection is worsening.
    I crawl over to where I last remember a candle. My fingers find it. I need to keep a flame going at all times. I am down to six matches.
    “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault you’re going to die, Carrie,” Amy says.
    You’re going to die, Carrie.
    That wakes me up.
    “We are not going to die,” I say in a low voice. There is rage in my tone. Her words anger me. How dare she say we’re going to die?
    No.
    Frenchie’s words flood my brain.
    Arrested . Dean Landau worked to get a DEA agent arrested. It must be Mark. And that must be why he hasn’t found me, yet. He’s been arrested.
    For what? For Eric’s disappearance? Has something more happened? I hate not knowing.
    Mark was right. We were both set up by the dean.
    I need to stop thinking of him as the dean.
    He’s El Brujo .
    Mark will find a way out, though. Once he explains who he really is, Chief Cummings will have to let him go.
    “Sure,” Amy mutters.
    I jump a little. Huh. I guess I’ve been talking aloud and didn’t realize it.
    “Sure. Mark’s coming. He’s coming, Carrie. But who’s coming before him? The butcher is. He said so. He’s coming back for me and the new girls.”
    I start to pant so hard I almost blow out the candle.
    “And you’re the newest girl, Carrie,” she says in a choked voice. “You. He’ll cut off your arm and take it away and leave you here.”
    “No.” I stand and walk back to the hatch. As I put pressure on my leg, the calf begins to throb. That damn rat bite. I wonder if the creature has some disease. Funny how in any other circumstance I’d be freaking out about the rat bite. Today, though, it’s an afterthought.
    I need Mark.
    I need to be rescued.
    Amy needs medical treatment.
    A rodent’s bite is the last thing I need to worry about. Can’t treat a bite when you’re dead.
    As much as I hate Amy’s words, she’s right.
    Tap tap tap.
    I whip around. That tapping didn’t come from the main door.
    I stare into the abyss of the pipe. Nope.
    The rat that bit me comes into view.