Tears streamed down Sarah’s face as she struggled to push the heavy body off of her. She wouldn’t let anyone take something from her again. She wouldn’t accept that kind of pain again. But her limbs felt heavier and heavier. Her coordination was waning as she struggled against the numbness invading her mind.
“That’s right keep fighting!” James laughed. “It makes the fruit so much sweeter.”
He laughed tugging at his belt. The door suddenly flew open allowing light to fill the dim room again. Irritated at the interruption James yelled, “Hey! Get the f**k out of here, busboy! We’re busy!”
But the light didn’t dim and the door remained open.
“I said—”
Whatever threat James meant to deliver was cut off as he was thrown to the side and rolled onto the floor. Through hazy vision Sarah saw a
