Chapter 6

The iron gate blasted inward with a crash. Three men swaggered in. The bald one licked his cracked lips, his eyes crawling over the two women with a greasy hunger.

"Well, what do you know," one of them sneered. "The guy wasn't lying. Fresh meat."

The one with the nicotine-yellow teeth grinned, baring those rotten teeth as he pointed straight at Vivian.

"I'm taking this one. Don't fight me for her!"

Before anyone could react, he lunged, his hand closing on the collar of Vivian's dress and ripping it open.

Vivian shrieked.

She thrashed, trying to shrink away, but with…