Joelynn leaned into the man’s car window. “Calm down Joelynn…you don’t know if it’s really him. He could be any man with glasses not necessarily the man you’re looking for,” she thought in her head. She really wanted to help find her cousin but she had to be patient.

“So…you want a date or what baby?”

“Sorry, but I don’t believe you. You look like a cop.”

“I’m not a damn cop! Get in the car already,” he stopped himself from shouting.

“Get lost cop!” Joelynn shouted and suddenly everyone was staring at them.

The man ducked down and looked around. He gave Joelynn an evil look, “You stupid bitch.” As he drove off, Joelynn was certain to pretend to take a selfie in order to get a picture of his license license plate number.

“Don’t pull that crap again,” Wanda warned her.

“Sorry,” Joelynn tried to look contrite. “Where’s Trixie?”

“Some John picked her up. She left while you were dealing with your cop.”

“Crap, I wanted her to introduce me to the other girls so I could try to get more info. Do you think you could possibly…”

“Not a chance sweetheart,” Wanda cut her off. “I’m not getting involved in your kinky games. You couldn’t pay me to get mixed up with you.”

“C’mon Wanda,” Joelynn pleaded.

“No way. Girls like you should be at home baking cookies and watching Pretty Little Liars or some crap…not standing in the street trying to make a few bucks. I bet your daddy paid for you to go to college.” Wanda started lighting a cigarette.

Joelynn frowned, “No. Daddy didn’t pay for me to go to college. I pay for it myself. He passed away a few years ago.”

Wanda began smoking her cigarette. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“My cousin is the only family I have and I want to find her. I was horrible to her before she was taken.” Joelynn felt like her eyes water and she took a deep breath. “Have you ever made a mistake? A big mistake that you wish you could fix? This is it. For me, this is it. I need to find her.”

Wanda watched the ashes from her cigarette fall to the ground. “Yeah, I’ve made mistakes. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. Fine. I’ll tell you what. If you want the other girls to talk to you…buy them some smokes. They like the Salem brand. There’s a shop around the corner.”

Joelynn smiled, “Thank you Wanda! Thank you!” She hurried off to the corner shop.

Meanwhile

“Eva…Eva are you awake?” She was tired of waking up to his voice. She felt groggy and sick.

“I’m awake,” she whispered.

“Good girl. I brought you a present.”

Eva looked up to see a woman dressed in a red mini-dress and black stilettos. She was another hooker. “Look mister, I don’t know what kind of perverted crap you and your girlfriend like but I don’t do S&M.”

“Not even if I pay you extra?” he asked.

“How much extra?”

Eva watched as the hooker and her abductor agreed on a price. He laughed as he asked her, “What’s your name?”

“Trixie.”

“Trixie. I like that. Eva, baby. Do you like it?” he asked Eva as she sat on the ground.

Eva just nodded.

“She likes it too Trixie. Now we’re going to need you to be tied up. I told you my girlfriend is into some weird stuff.” He brought a rope and had Trixie sit down as he tied her up. “Try to escape Trixie. I want to know if I tied the rope tight enough.”

Trixie tried moving but couldn’t, “I think it’s good.”

“Great. I’ll be right back.” He walked away for a few minutes and came back with a large knife and a small plastic baggy from the Dollar Store.

Eva looked up but didn’t ask any questions. Trixie saw the knife and started to freak out, “What the hell? Is that knife real?”

He ignored Trixie. “Eva, I told you I had a present for you.” He opened the bag and pulled out a small pink box.

It was a First Response home pregnancy test.

“Is that a pregnancy test?” Trixie asked. “Is she pregnant? If you're pregnant, you shouldn't be doing this perverted stuff...it's not good for the baby.”

The man looked over at Trixie, “Shut up. You talk too much.”

Trixie noticed the evil glint in his eyes and immediately shut her mouth.

“I’m not taking a pregnancy test,” Eva said. She wrapped her arms around herself. “What does it matter if I’m pregnant or not?”

He walked over to Eva and clasped her face. “It matters Eva. It really matters.”

He brought over her pee bucket and handed the pregnancy test to her. “Take the test.”

“No.”

“I said take the damn test Eva!” He was getting upset.

“No!”

He grabbed his knife and held it against Trixie’s throat. She screamed and blood began to drip down her neck. “Take the test or I’ll slit her throat in front of you.”

Eva shrugged. Trixie was crying and began pleading as well, “Take the test. Please take the damn test.”

Eva knew that he would kill her anyway but she couldn’t stop herself from trying to help the woman named Trixie. “Fine. I’ll take the test. Close your eyes.”

Trixie shut her eyes tight while she was gasping in fear. He didn’t close his eyes but continued to watch her.

“Do you want me to take the test or not? Close your eyes!”

“No, what if you pull some trick on me? I want to watch you take the test.”

Eva made a disgusted noise in her throat, “I won’t be able to use the bathroom if you’re watching me. What trick can I pull? You have me chained to a wall. No one else is here.”

“What if you don’t pee on the stick so I don’t find out if you’re pregnant?”

“It has to get wet to give you a reading. You’ll know like that. Now close your eyes!”

“Don’t boss me around!” he shouted as he dug the knife deeper into Trixie’s throat. She cried out and he told her to shut up.

Eva squatted over the bucket and did as he asked. She took the pregnancy test. When she was done, she said, “I’m finished.”

He opened his eyes and walked over to her. He took the pregnancy test and placed it on the table.

 “We have to wait three minutes.” He looked at his watch in order to time it.

Trixie was still crying.

Eva looked at her and said, “Would you please be quiet? There are worse things than death.” Eva thought of how she had begged him to kill her but he wouldn't do it. He enjoyed torturing her too much.

He looked up from his watch, surprised.

Trixie closed her mouth but was still sniffling.

“Three minutes have passed Eva. Let’s take a look at the results.” He held up the pregnancy test and frowned.

There were two lines.

“I want you to tell me the truth…” he said, “Who is the father?”

Eva gave a bitter laugh. “Am I pregnant?”

He held out the pregnancy stick to her and it showed two lines. Two lines meant pregnant.

Eva wanted to die. She didn’t want to be pregnant. She couldn’t imagine what her baby would grow into. 

He picked up his knife again and held it back up to Trixie. “I want you to tell me who the father is.”

Eva asked, “Who do you think it is?”

“Stop answering my question with a question and tell me!” he shouted.

“No. I’ll never tell you!” Eva raised her voice.

He was getting angry. She didn’t understand why he was so upset and interested about her being pregnant.

He grabbed a dirty rag off of the floor and stuffed it into Trixie’s mouth.

“If you don’t give me an answer, I’ll really kill her.”

“Why are you making threats? It’s not like you.” Eva laid herself back on the ground. She wasn’t feeling well.

Eva could hear Trixie’s muffled screams. She was saddened to think that this wasn’t the first time she heard a woman scream like that nor would it be the last time.  She closed her eyes against the noise in hopes that it would soon stop.

It did.

Eva kept her eyes shut so that she wouldn’t have to see Trixie’s dead body.

“Eva…I need to know the truth.”

She opened her eyes to see him standing next to her with a bloody knife in his hand.

“Who is the father of your baby Eva? Tell me now.”

“Do you want an explanation or just a name?” she asked.

“Stop playing games Eva. Tell me the name…now.”

Eva smiled up at him. He just wanted a name? She’ll give him a name.

“Hurry up Eva. Who is the father of your baby? Just say the name!”

Eva cleared her throat and answered.

“Vincent McDaniels.”