Free The Country Club by Tim Miller Page A

it’s worth, it felt really good,” he said, trying in a misguided attempt to cheer her up. She looked toward him finally.
         “Well I’m glad you had fun, asshole.”
         Denny began clapping from his side of the room.
         “Bravo! Good show! A little short maybe, but interesting ,” Denny said. He walked to the table and picked up a knife. “Ok, time for the real fun to begin. Come over here Joel.”
         Joel walked over to the table and handed Joel a large hunting knife.
         “What’s this for?”
         “For you. You’re go nna cut your girlfriend up.”
         “What? Why? No way.”
         “Oh yes. It’ll be ok. You’re my little experiment, since the one I tried earlier didn’t work. I’m going to see if I can make you a real man before the night is over.”
     
     
     
                 

Chapter 17
     
         Caleb watched them walk the girl and pregnant girl to the elevator. He stayed around the corner out of sight, not wanting to imagine what was going to be done to them.
         “What are you doing?” Dutch said from behind him, causing Caleb to jump.
         “Oh, nothing.”
         “Looks like something to me. Be careful. Don’t talk to the prisoners and don’t try to figure out where they go or what happens to them. You’ll find out soon enough when you get called for clean up.”
         “I can’t do this. This is crazy. I have to get out of here.”
         “I know you feel that way. I’ve felt the same over the years. You can’t do it though. Even if you made it out of here. What will you do? Go to the police? They own the police. The FBI? The Director used to be a member here. Presidents have been members here.”
         “Are you serious?”
         “Hell yes I’m serious. I watched several of them walk right through these halls. Many it was before they were president or shortly after they were elected. Even if they don’t take part, they know it’s here and they protect it.”
         “Jesus. Why?”
         “They say it’s primal. There’s nothing more manly or primitive than killing. From the beginning of time, men killed. They took women as their own and had their way with them. These guys see it as filling some basic need. They say it ’s why they are all so successful. Once you’ve taken a life, you are changed for good. You become a monster, a force to be reckoned with.”
         “You believe that?”
         “I should have. I might not be cleaning up guts in the basement.”
         Caleb looked around as he heard more men coming. Several goons were getting more girls from the cage. One actually took a swing at one of them. He almost knocked her out with a backhand. The other pulled her off the ground. She was still stunned and stumbling along as they got onto the elevator. Dutch had gone back in the other direction. Caleb watched him walk away. There was no way that would be him. He refused to believe it. There had to be a way out. Death would be better than hacking up human remains every day for the rest of his life.
         He walked back past the cage and down the other hallway until he arrived at the loading dock. There was an exterior door next to the large overhead door. He tried it, but it was locked. Figures. He walked back toward the cage when one of the goons walked up to him.
         “You’re needed upstairs ,” the goon said.
         “For what?” Caleb asked.
         “Just shut up and come on.”
         Caleb followed the man to the elevator. They rode it up a few floors until they were back in the mansion. The goon walked him to one of the doors and used a card to pop it open. When he stepped inside, Denny was standing there with a naked male prisoner.
         “Caleb! Good buddy! I’m so sorry man. I know it’s only been a few hours, but it seems like forever. You doing ok? I heard you handled your first clean up like a