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it had meant escape for them.
    Zane
understood it. The bond the humans had with each other. It was misguided,
disillusioned and could lead to disastrous results, as it did here … But that
didn’t change the fact that once upon a time, that asshole in there had made
Blossom happy.
    Zane didn’t
want to turn away. He couldn’t abandon his beloved. What were his options
though? Could he just sit out here waiting for the guy to leave? That could be
tomorrow morning for all he knew. After he’d had his way with Blossom.
Zane couldn’t stomach it. If not for her sake, then for his. This was ugly.
This was horrible.
    What was he
to do?
    Zane breathed
in a deep sigh.
    He knew what
he had to. But it was going to be bad for them in a whole other way.

 
    CHAPTER
SEVENTEEN
     
     
    The gun was thankfully stuffed back
in Dennis’s jeans, as he reached across the table and dug into the pizza on
display. Stacey sat next to him, shivering.
    “You’re a
fucking idiot, Dennis,” Jasmine scolded.
    “Shut up,”
Dennis barked.
    “That guy
isn’t going to forget this. He’s going to come after you.”
    “He wouldn’t
want to.”
    “Why? Because
you have a gun? You think that worries him?”
    “No, because
I have Stacey,” Dennis laughed.
    “I won’t let
you leave this house with her,” Jasmine stated. “You’ll have to fucking kill
me.”
    “Oh shut the
fuck up. Just fucking chill out alright. It’s all a fucking joke anyway.”
    Stacey tried
to stand up, but Dennis dragged her back to the chair. “I’m not finished,” he
said.
    “I need to go
to the bathroom,” Stacey complained.
    “Bullshit.”
    After a few
more minutes of nothing, Dennis seemed to become restless. “Well, talk and
stuff, you know. Act normal. This isn’t a big thing.”
    “So I can go
to the bathroom?” Stacey demanded.
    “Fine,”
Dennis shouted. He pulled out his gun and waved it in the hall’s direction. “Go
find it. I’ll be right behind you.”
    Stacey walked
briskly around the table and out into the hall. She found the bathroom and
locked the door behind her. Stepping away from it, she saw Dennis’s outline
appear through the frosted glass.
    “Hurry up,”
he called to her.
    “Fucking
bastard,” Stacey said under her breath.
    She went to
the basin and washed her hands. Washed her face and stared at herself in the
mirror.
    Oh crap.
    Oh crap, this
had been such a bad idea.
    She splashed
her face again and let out a sigh. Then she noticed the window just above the
toilet. She flipped back its rusted lock, and then pushed it open.
    It was a
small opening. Difficult to squeeze through, even for someone of her size.
Still, she tried.
    “Come on,
darling!” she heard Dennis shout. “I have to go too now!”
    Stacey forced
herself through the window and hit the grass below.
    “Hey!” Dennis
shouted. “I can’t see you in there – where have you –?”
    Stacey slunk
quietly around the side of the house till she came out at the front. Zane was
nowhere to be seen.
    “Master,” she
called quietly. “Master – where are you?”
    The front
door flew open. Stacey saw two shadows emerge on the porch.
    Jasmine was
attacking her brother.
    “Stop it!”
she cried. “Stop it! Stop it!”
    Dennis threw
her to the side and fired a shot of his gun into the air.
    “Get fucking
back here now, bitch.”
    Stacey looked
back.
    He was
marching over.
    “Yeah – you
think you can escape from me – come on –”
    He grabbed
her wrist and attempted to pull her way to the house.
    Then they
both saw it.
    Red and blue
flashing lights from not too far away down the road.

 
    CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
     
     
    Zane watched his beloved from the
darkness, unable to move.
    Master, Blossom
breathed. Where are you…?
    “Fuck,”
Dennis cried. “Fucking shit.”
    They hadn’t
even made it inside the house before the cops made it to their nature strip,
rolling out in all sides with guns pointed at Dennis’s head.
    He pushed Blossom
aside and dropped