Chapter 85
Katelina hung from the hook in the ceiling by her wrists, her shoulders nearly out of socket, a jagged cut down her side. She could feel the warm blood running out of it, soaking into her ruined shirt, leaking away.
I'm going to die.
"She's not screaming loud enough," Adam commented with a frown. "Do I have to do everything? Get out of the way." With a sweep of his arm he cast his partner aside, and drew out his knife. His face was expressionless as he raised it and thrust the blade into the spot above her collar bone where Jorick had left his mark.
Her screams echoed in the tiny room and he nodded encouragingly. "Yes, yes. Make some noise. Get his attention! Call to him!"
Nirel drew close, his chin still dark with her blood. He licked his lips, then eyed her hungrily. "Scream 'is name," he taunted as he pulled back her coat and tugged her sweatshirt up to reveal her naked hip. "Yell for 'im!"