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“Where’d you find her?” he asked,
walking around Rosie and looking her up and down.
    “She was listening on the roof when I came
back from the truck,” said Gabriel, pouring himself a drink.
    “What are we supposed to do with her?”
asked the blonde haired man, holding his glass out for a refill.
    “We’ll have to take her with us to London,
what choice do we have?”
    “I can think of something we can do with
her,” Rusty smiled, licking his lips.
    “I thought I told you to get on with
packing the shit up!” exploded the blonde haired man.
    Rusty scuttled out of the room, muttering.
    “Is that a good idea?” asked the blonde
haired man, returning his attention to Gabriel. “We said we were going to stay
away from white Brits coz they attract too much attention and there’s always
someone who will look for them.”
    “Well we don’t have any choice, Zaydain.
There’s no point doing away with her here, we may as well get some work out of
her,” said Gabriel. “Besides, the amount of money we can get for her will be
worth the risk. You should be celebrating.”
    “The place will be crawling with cops!
They’re not gonna let this one get away; think of the publicity she will draw.
We’ll all be finished!” shouted Zaydain, pacing the room. “She must have a
family who will care if she doesn’t come home tonight, and that’s no good for
us. No one is looking for them others, no one cares that they haven’t come
home, but this one… You said no white girls, Gabriel, that was the deal. Black
don’t show the dirt.”
    “Grow some, Zaydain! This was never gonna
be a church picnic. This is business.”
    Rosie was finding it hard to follow the
conversation; there was a ringing in her ears like a fire alarm. It chased the
fear as it started its slow torturous journey from the top of her head down
into her stomach and then out to her arms and legs. She wanted her mummy; she
needed to go now.
    “Please, I need to go home,” she whispered.
“I won’t say anything, I promise. I’ll pretend none of this happened. It will
be like I was never here.”
    Gabriel’s laugh was deep as it rattled
around his huge, muscular body, like chains tethering a dancing bear. Rosie
felt her legs starting to shake. “As far as we’re concerned, you’re not here, love. You’re a no one, a nobody, a piece of fine-cut meat to be sold on
to the highest bidder,” he said moving closer to her. He put his hands around
her throat and whispered in her ear. “It will make a nice change to have a bit
of white meat on the menu.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 4
     
    Ted stumbled back up the cliff muttering
and swearing at his sister’s stupidity. He had no idea what he was going to
tell their parents; he should have gone with her, why did he let her go alone?
The growing guilt was slowing his walk home; he didn’t want to face his mum and
dad with the news that he’d deserted his headstrong little sister in a moment
of weakness.
    Ted reached the top of the cliff and sat
looking out over the black sea. The moon played Peepo with him in an attempt to
cheer him up, but Ted was sinking deeper into despair. The reality of what he
had done was gripping his throat like a livid crab, making it difficult to
breathe.
    He decided he had three options: he could
go after Rosie; go in and confess all to his parents; or do nothing until the
morning and hope Rosie showed up. The last of the three was the most appealing
and Ted began to talk himself into that being the best option on account of
Rosie getting cross with him if he did either of the other two. Ted was
surprised by how easy it was to convince himself that not doing anything was
the best for everyone, and he enjoyed the feeling of relief that came with
utter denial.
    Ted sat around on the cliff top until he
was sure his parents would have gone to bed, and then crept quietly back to the
house and in through