Chapter 36

“There is so much meat on him,” she countered, and prodded at my shoulder with a single finger. I shuddered at the devious look in their eyes, noticing the way their darkened figures blocked out the last of the sunlight.

Mr. McVeigh suddenly stepped aside and let Victoria approach me. She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck, massaging her fingers over the sensitive area where I had been struck by the hard piece of wood earlier. She giggled darkly, while McVeigh gazed over my entire figure. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you,” she assured me, while her lips hovered over mine. She took a kiss from me, a soft one that left me in terror as I glared at the man behind her. His face for some reason was covered in a shadow, and only the trimmings of red could be seen from the inside flaps of his coat.

“Victoria, please,” I begged, and applied pressure to her arms to let me go. “I don’t want this! I don’t want you.”