Page 17 of Saddles
Shit. Can I kill them?
Fuck yea. They deserve it a million times over.
But how? If there’s a gun, I’ve never seen it.
The handcuffs. I bet I can latch them to something. There’s three extra sets in my room besides the one attached to the bed.
Now or never. I have to try.
Davey is the bigger threat. He’s splayed out snoring with his head tilted over the back of the nasty couch.
Doug’s curled around the empty bottle, drooling onto his own pants.
Well, they’re out cold.
I can barely breathe my heart is beating so fast. With shaking fingers, I slowly thread the cuff around Dave’s wrist.
When he snorts and shifts in his sleep, I almost piss myself.
The click of the lock seems to echo like a gunshot, but he doesn’t stir.
Slowly, I reach over to do the same for Doug so I can fasten them together.
It isn’t ideal, but it’d slow them down if they decide to get up.
When I pick up his hand to slip the thin metal ring around it, his eyes open.
“What are you doin’?” he slurs. His lids drop to narrow slits.
“I gotta lock myself back up. Where’s the key?” I hold my breath. I hope he’s drunk enough for this to work.
A lazy grin spreads across his uneven mouth. “Yea, cause I’m gonna get me some later.” He turns to the end table and jerks his chin. “It’s there.” He drops his head back onto the arm rest. “You be ready for when I wake up.” Drool dribbles from the corner of his lip as he loses consciousness again.
Fuck.
There’s a set hanging off each of them, I use the third to fasten the two cuffs together.
Well, looks like this last loop will reach his foot.
I wonder if I can get it around Doug’s ankle?
When it clicks, I want to shout in victory.
Next up, the snowsuit.
Shit, it’s twenty sizes too big, but it will have to work. There’s no way I can wear the boots.
I grab the GPS, working the small screen, I keep zooming out further and further until a small rectangle shows up on the topography map.
Thathasto be the other guy.
Damn, I really hope I’m doing the right thing. I’m putting my life in the hands of someone who doesn’t even know I exist.
Anything is better than this though.
What do I do about these two? I’m no where big enough to just beat them to death. And they’ve barely fed me for days, I don’t know if I’d have the strength to fight them off.
I just need to get away.
