Chapter 2

“Now, now, of course we wouldn’t let that happen.” The truth of the matter was that he wasn’t entirely sure what his clientele were going to do with the girl. All he knew was that little kids were a massive payday, and if some rich asshole in London wanted to hack up kids to eat their organs, it meant Arnaud would stay in business.

“Do you promise?”

“Cross my heart.” Arnaud ruffled the girl’s hair. “I like your dress.”

“Hey.” Emilio stomped on the hole. “Get out!”

A pale blonde crawled out of the hole and went limp on the bed of the truck. Arnaud rolled his eyes in disgust. Most likely, the guys at the dock had helped themselves to the merchandise and worn her out. It wasn’t the first time, but if he had to shoot this one, he was going to kill one of the dock workers to make an example out of them.

“You. Go.” Emilio kicked the blonde. She moaned and crawled forward, then huddled up in the corner of the truck. They could force her the rest of the way out