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Yesterday's Gone: Season One

Yesterday's Gone: Season One

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Autoren: Sean Platt , David Wright
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stared at him, not saying a word, as she tried to think what to do next. She couldn’t leave, not while Charlie was still out there. She had to find him.  
    “I’m not going anywhere,” she said. “I’m waiting for Charlie.”
    “Hah,” Bob laughed. “You got a thing for the little geek or something?”
    “It’s not like that,” she said, annoyed.
    “I didn’t think so, seeing as how he’s just a boy. You need a man.”
    “Like you?” she said with a sneer before she could bite her tongue.
    “You didn’t seem to mind having my manhood in you.”
    That was it. She was done playing nice. She got in his face.
    “Make no mistakes; you fucking raped me. And if you think I forgot that little fact, think again, you pig fuck.”
    Bob’s eyes flashed, anger clouding them, and flushing his face. He was frozen for a second before he swung the back of his hand and hit her square in the jaw. The pain shot through Callie like fire and she fell to the ground.
    Fuck, get up.
    She rolled over as Bob circled her, “You fucking cunt.”
    She spat at him and missed. He kicked her hard in her left ribcage.
    “Fuck!” she screamed out.
    “Bitch, you ain’t even seen rape yet. That was foreplay,” he said grabbing his cock through his jeans.
    He kicked at her again, in the leg, and she balled up, trying to present as small a target as possible until she could get the advantage.
    Then he was on her, arms pushing her hands above her head as he used his legs to push hers apart and roll her onto her back.
    She screamed out, spitting at his face, this time connecting.
    He let go of an arm and smacked her hard across her left cheek. The pain was intense, and she began to feel sick to her stomach like she was going to pass out.
    “It’s time I teach you a thing or two, bitch,” Bob spat out as he grabbed at her sweatpants and started to rip at them.
    Suddenly another voice in the room spoke.  
    They turned to the doorway to see two strangers standing there. The older of the two men was holding a baseball bat. And he spoke.
    “No, I think it’s you who’ll be doing the learnin’ and luckily for you, Boricio is one fuck of a teacher, Bobby.”
    Then a third person entered the room... Charlie.  

    * * * *

EDWARD KEENAN

    Ed woke in handcuffs, for the second time this week.
    He was in a chair, arms bound behind him, staring at his reflection in a streaked mirror. The harsh neon lights mocked every line of his nearly 40 years. Behind him was a gray door, reminding Ed of a police “interview” room. Or, to use a more appropriate name, the interrogation room.
    They’d caught him, which meant the world hadn’t come to a grinding halt, after all. The powers that be were still in power. And he was still important enough to capture and silence. His head was pounding. The last thing he remembered was staring out the window. And then looking up to see the girls.
    Shit.
    Jade! Teagan! Ken! Where are they?
    He struggled in his chair, but knew that even if he managed to break free, someone would be in the room in seconds. He was being watched. He could feel eyes on the other side of the mirror.
    “Where are they?!” he shouted, flaunting his anger. “What did you do with them?!”
    No answer.
    He closed his eyes and tried to piece together where he might be. But without knowing how long he’d been out or what time it was, he was lost. All he knew was the place had electricity — and interrogation rooms, which meant either a police station, or perhaps one of the agency’s government compounds, one of the secret locales scattered across the country where agents could snatch whoever they wanted, then interrogate, or torture them, if necessary, to extract information. He’d been on the other side of the mirror too many times to count. Hell, he could’ve been in this very room before and not recognize it now.
    “You’ve got me. You win. Just tell me where they are and I’ll play nice and go sit in a cell and rot.”
    Still no answer.
    They were trying to push him. Let his fear mount, so their leverage would be greater when agents eventually came into the room. They were waiting for him to crack, to show signs of weakness they could exploit. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t give in to what they wanted. But they had Jade, Teagan, and Ken. And he was tired of fighting.
    He was ready to surrender, to give them whatever they wanted. He considered breaking down and crying, but if they knew him, if they really

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