How Little We Know - M J Marlow (top 10 novels .TXT) 📗

sad, but it would be gone soon. Warren had promised him that he would have exactly the drug he needed to make Mary his willing woman. He would have preferred her to choose to be willing on her own, but he couldn’t risk her attempting to run again. She might get hurt next time. “I only ever wanted to take care of you, Mary,” he said sadly as he met her eyes. “Now we’re going to have to resort to drugsand my friend has no idea what that is going to do to your mind or your body.” He laid his hand on her abdomen. “We’ll make certain you aren’t pregnant before we start the drugs.” “Please don’t drug me, Sam,” Mary sobbed. “I’ll learn to behave. I’ve just been confusedand frightened.” “I know, honey,” Sam said as his fingers dancedand teased. “I know.” She bit her lip to keep from crying but the tears glistened in her eyes. “I knew you’d begin to see how much I love you.” He cut her wrists looseand let her lip to the floor. “Get up in the passenger seatand show me you can be a good girl.” His fingers pressed on her lips. “No talking.” Mary got into the seatand watched as they pulled off the roadand headed through the trees. They stopped in front of an old barnand she saw a man coming out. He climbed inand Sam smiledand nodded towards her. “Wow, Sam,” Warren beamed as he yanked her upand looked her over. “I can see why you want her willing.” He frowned as he saw the bruises. “I see you were impatient again.” He ran his hand along Mary’s cheekand she tried to pull away. “You really want to bank this one’s fire, Sam. She must be dynamite with her will intact.” “She is,” Sam assured him, remembering how she had responded to him when she had been pleading for her son. He stroked Mary’s hair. “But she likes to run.” “Pity,” Warren sighed. “Bring her inside then. We’ll do the blood work to check for pregnancyand then make certain the drug I give you will not react negatively to her system.” He patted Mary on the cheek. “My women are looking forward to meeting your new woman, Sam.” “Warren Mays,” the Boise FBI agent they contacted supplied a name for them when they met up with him at the border. “He’s been under investigation for the designand distribution of illicit drugs for years. We could never find anyone who was willing to testify against him before.” There was a rustle of papers. “Seems he has a cousin name of Samson Henry who lives in Evansville, Colorado. We’ll lead you in.” They followed his car along the main roadand turned off on a side road. The Boise agent drove aheadand they parked back out of sight. Eric stayed in the car with Bobby, who was sleeping. He liked Mary a lot but his boy was more important to him. He wondered how Sean was going to take to the news that this was his son. He wondered if Mary would forgive him for lying to her about the rape. He still did not know why he had done it. “Hey, Ace,” he smiled down at his son as Bobby opened his eyes. “How are you feeling?” He saw Bobby’s eyes widen even furtherand he turned to see a man standing there with a gun trained on him. He did not argue when the man told him to get out of the carand come with him. “Ace?” “Yeah, Daddy?” “You remember when I said it’s not nice to bite people?” Eric asked his son. “Yeah, Daddy.” “This is one time I want you to disobey me,” Eric said as he looked at his son, “all right?” Eric stopped walkingand the man ran into him. He reached out to shove Ericand he whirled. Bobby bit his hand and the man screamed out in pain. Eric slugged himand he heard people coming their way. He got the man’s gunand stood holding it on him as the man cursed. Bobby clung to his father’s leg, smiling proudly. “One down,” Oliver smiled. “Good job.” “Don’t look at me,” Eric smiled down at his son. “Bobby took him down.” Mary’s head snapped up as she heard the man scream outside. It had been three hours since she had been brought hereand she had been pokedand prodded repeatedly since then. She was battered, she was bruised,and she was hungry; but most of all, she was pissed off. She looked at the shackles holding her seated in the corner of a padded celland she wanted to scream. “We’re about to have company, pretty lady,” Warren smiled as he came in to get her. He released the chains between the shackles from the hook in the walland yanked her up on her feet. “Let’s see if they’re here for you, eh?” Mary found herself being hurried out of the barn to the cars parked outside. She didn’t see Sam anywhere. Warren laughed as she looked around. He pressed her up against the carand ran his thumb along her jaw line as she struggled to get free of him. “Sam won’t be joining us, pretty lady,” Warren said to her. “He is far too provincial for an animal like you.” She bit him as he leaned in to kiss herand he slapped her. “You like it rough, baby? I can oblige you.” He leaned in again. “By the way, you are pregnant. When we get where we are going, I will have it removed from you.” “No!” Mary screamed in anger. She hit him in the faceand he backed up far enough for her to slip past himand run. His man grabbed herand brought her back, screamingand struggling. “I knew it!” Warren laughed in delight. “You are a wildcat!” “Let me go!” Mary screamed as his man shoved her into the foot well in back. Warren got inand put his feet on the small of her back, holding her down as the others got into the car. “That’s Mary!” Sean yelled as they approached the barn. He saw her being shoved into a vehicleand shot out the tires so it could not go. Then he ran to it, yanking open the back doorand pulling out the man holding his wife down. “Mary!” he cried as she came at him like a demon. “Honey, it’s me!” “Sean?” Mary looked at him in confusion. She brought up her bound handsand touched him. Joy flooded into her eyesand she threw herself into his arms. “Oh Sean! It is you!” “Look out!” Eric cried as Warren pulled his gun. He pushed Seanand Mary out of the wayand the bullet struck him in the chest. He sank down against the car with a stunned look on his face. He watched the man being disarmedand cuffed. “Bobby,” he moaned as his boy came to him. “I’m sorry. Your old man is going to have to leave now.” He looked at his brother. “I lied to Maryand to you, Sean, all these years. Mary; I gave Sean a drug that made it impossible to control himself so that he raped you. Then I took your babyand lied about your son dying.” “You don’t need to do this, Eric,” Sean said as he crouched down next to his brother. “Not going to heaven with lies on my record,” Eric shook his head. “Bobby is your son, Sean. Joyce wanted a babyand I wasn’t giving her one. So I stole yours.” He looked at his boy. “Bobby, Seanand Mary are your parents. You’re there little boy, not mine. I always loved you even though you weren’t really mine.” He hissed as pain lanced through him. “I’m so sorry.” “Just hang in there, brother,” Sean chokedand looked over at the agent. “We need an ambulance!” Mary crouched downand kissed Eric on the lips. He smiled at her for a momentand then went white. Bobby hugged himand then went with Mary. It was time for the brothers to say goodbye. She was holding Bobby in her arms when Sean found them. His face was streaked with tears. Mary took his hand and laid it on her abdomen. “We’ll name our next child after him, Sean,” Mary smiled up at him sadly. “Eric or Erica.” “I want a brother,” Bobby said as he hugged her close. “All right, Mommy?” “We’ll see what God sends us, Champ,” Sean smiled as he hugged his family close. “We’ll take Eric homeand bury him with Dadand Joyce on the hill overlooking the farm.” “He’d like that,” Mary smiled sadly. “We shouldn’t have had to lose anyone.” “Daddy saved you,” Bobby smiled up at her. “So you could be my new Mommyand Daddy.” He hugged her tight. “I always wanted you for a Mommy!” “Our little family,” Sean smiled briefly, letting himself feel the happiness this thought brought him. He looked at the boy he had believed was his nephew,and now knew to be his son. Eric had taken him from them,and given him back again at the last. “We’re going to miss Eric.” “He’ll be remembered,” Mary hugged him. “He’s given us our life back.”
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Text: M J Marlow
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Editing: M J Marlow
Publication Date: 01-10-2010

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