Author: ADMIN

BRINGS ON THE DOGS – Chapter 9
Through the late night fog and cold Judy staggered, half carrying Evelyn to the shop.
Her bare feet were bruised and bleeding from the ordeal at the warehouse and from
pieces of sharp, jagged glass she’d stepped on. All the way she kept thinking of Mac.
Judy debated whether or not she could call the big man and tell him what happened.
Then she thought of the look of horror and revulsion he would have, especially when
he learned of her encounter with the German shepherd. Judy was sure he’d nothing
more to do with her after a confession of something like that. No, she couldn’t tell Mac
about what happened to her and Evy.
"Thank God, we’re here," Judy muttered under her breath as she strained forward and
quickened her pace. Evelyn helped as much as she could, stumbling along until they
reached the still-open front door of her shop.
"You’d think the police would’ve noticed something was wrong with the front door
wide open," Judy commented wryly as she pushed open the door and hauled Evelyn
inside. The cozy warmth of the interior cheered Judy’s heart as she almost ran to the
rear of the shop and deposited Evelyn gently onto the soft padded swivel chair behind
the desk. The brunette let out a long, weary sigh of relief and collapsed into the chair.
Judy moved quickly, dialing the police. Passing herself off as an anonymous phone
caller, she gave them as many details as she could of the oncoming gang war. When
they asked her, her name, Judy slammed the phone down.
"We’ve got to get cleaned up," Judy said. She looked down at her tattered clothes, then
over at Evelyn who sat half-dead in the chair. They both were dirty and bruised – two
women brutally raped and abused, and no one would never know about it. Their
reputations and possibly their lives depended on how quiet this all could be kept. Judy
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