Chapter Thirteen
Gina’s eyelids fluttered open while Ward was uncinching the hood. She lay on her back on the floor enveloped in lethargic, post-asphyxial warmth and stared wide-eyed up at the flesh-colored fire hose Barry held in his hand … until she felt her head and then her body jerk painfully upward.
Pain and adrenaline instantly cleared her hazy mind as Daddy pulled her up by the hair and pushed her head between Barry’s legs. She tried to lift herself to ease the pain but couldn’t move quickly enough. “Daddy! Daddy! It hurts!” she whined.
His threatening tone, partially muffled by Barry’s hams of thighs, cut through her brain. “Gina, do it right this time.”
Gina glanced quickly toward him, enough to see his hellish amusement at the soldiers’ horrified, open mouthed gawks – she kn
