exploded inside
the back of her head where it slammed into the metal
truck bed hard. She gasped in air, ordered her body to
move, but the second she tried to sit up, two bodies
crushed down on top of her.
She struggled and clawed at both men but they easily
kept her pinned under them. The truck engine roared to
life and doors slammed a second before the transmission
was thrown in reverse. Wheels spun and everything
moved rapidly.
The sudden and abrupt movement of the truck rolled
two of the men away from her as they slammed into the
side of the truck bed. It rolled Tammy onto her side. She
glimpsed the night sky. The truck brakes locked up and
rolled her in a new direction a second before the driver
changed gears again. The transmission protested loudly
when it made a grinding noise.
Tammy reached for the edge of the truck in hopes of
climbing out but the driver punched the gas before her
fingers could make purchase. The momentum of truck’s
forward motion made Tammy slide toward the lifted
tailgate. Hands grabbed her and two bodies came back
down on top of her, pinning her under them. She
managed to scream.
The truck speed at a fast rate but over the stressed
engine and the heavy breathing from her captors, she
heard a horn honk repeatedly behind them. Pastor
Thomas followed the truck and refused to stop trying to
draw attention to what had happened.
Bless him! Unfortunately it made the driver of the
truck more reckless. The truck hit some potholes and
Tammy groaned in agony as the men on top of her
slammed and crushed her tighter against the painful
metal under her back.
Her ribs and head hurt. She also fought to breathe
with their combined weight compressing her lungs. The
horn kept honking behind them and it seemed to go on
forever. The men holding her down were swearing when
the ride turned really rough after the driver seemed to
leave the road, driving over what Tammy guessed was
grass from the way she could feel the ass end of the
vehicle sliding and how bumpy and violently it moved.
The sound of a horn grew fainter. She realized her
attackers were smart enough to go off road since the
pastor’s car wouldn’t be able to.
Tammy nearly passed out from the pain when a loud
grinding noise came from the truck and it slowed until it
came to a stop. A man yelled curses from the cab. The
men holding her down eased their hold. Tammy kneed
one of them in the stomach hard. He made a horrible
retching noise and she clawed her hand across the arm of
the other man who tried to grip her thigh. Her nails dug
into soft flesh until he screamed, jerking away.
Tammy fought with her fists and legs to get away
from her captors. She managed to do enough damage
that they winced away. She sat up and lunged in the
other direction. Her fingers gripped the side of the truck.
Desperation and terror made her find the strength to
drag her body up until she fell out of the back of the
truck and hit the dirt on her side. She lay there for a
second, in pain, but stumbled to her feet when the cab
door near her squeaked open.
She was able to make out the heavily wooded area
that surrounded her with the help of the moon. She ran
for the dark, dense tree line, hoped she could hide there,
and knew it would be her only chance to lose the
bastards. She barely made it to the trees when she heard
them shout at her. It encouraged her to run faster and
fear motivated her to press on while ignoring the pain in
her side.
Someone panted heavily behind her, closing the
distance, and the urge to scream gripped her hard. They
were gaining on her. She dodged a dark shape and
hoped they’d hit what she’d avoided. Instead something
slammed into her back. It sent her sprawling hard into
the leafy dirt and a heavy, painful weight pinned her
down. Pain ripped through her with an intensity that
made everything go black.
* * * * *
“Valiant?” Tiger yelled again.
Valiant walked out of his