She and Milan walked quickly down a hallway until they came across the door that he said might lead to the catacombs.
He tried the door.
Marie just sighed right next to him; her adrenalin had been on overload since she watched Milan snap the man's neck in the other room.
"So what will we do?"
"Either got to find a way to undo the lock or find another way out of here…"
"Where do the catacombs go?"
"No one knows for sure…or remembers," he said, "They were used for smuggling drugs during the last century…and people now."
She looked at the hardened man in front of her and she hated relying on him for her escape but if she tried to find her way out on her own…she'd wind up back on the auction block until the winning bid was made on her body.
He seemed to read her mind.
"Don't even think it Marie…without me helping you, you'll wind up someone's personal pet in their dungeon or another man's whore."
Damn him for being so perceptive but he grated on her because she knew he didn't like her yet he'd fucked her anyway. But then when she'd believed that both Gunthor and Stavros had cared about her even as they used her, she'd been deluding herself, sucked into their lies and their plot to make money off of her.
"They've both done it before you know."
She flashed him an annoyed look.
"No I don't know…or not until now," she said, "I needed the job and it just sounded so good…maybe too good."
"That's how Gunthor lures the women in through his internship program," he said, "Some of the most lucrative whores have come out of that program…so he's doing something right."
She narrowed her eyes.
"Right…how could you say that? What he and the others are doing is wrong."
"Only because I told you…but were you thinking that when you had one of them in your mouth and the other up your ass?"
The words stung her.
"Do you have to be so…?"
She felt her skin flush.
"That wasn't the world I had in mind, more like crude and disgusting."
"I'm just going by what I watched in Technicolor Marie...while they did you and speaking from experience when you took on all three of us…"
She didn't want to remember that right now even though at the time, it had consumed her with more pleasure than she could stand. There had been something so damn intoxicating about three men paying such attention to her and only her at the same time…but it had been dangerous as well. Now she was running for her life with only this nasty and still very shadowy man helping her.
"Every man here has seen that video and the rest of your greatest hits Marie…or in your case, your greatest fucks."
She couldn't believe that and it humiliated her now just to imagine that.
"They look at them and see dollar signs…and you'd make your new owner a lot of money…"
She wanted to slap him for reminding her of that constantly. So she'd made some stupid mistakes, been too naïve for too long but she'd gotten with the program and she just wanted to get out of here and put it all behind her.
"You might not get away Marie…I wouldn't be surprised if they put a GPS in your pussy."
She gritted her teeth.
"Milan…just shut up…"
He smiled mirthlessly.
"Anything you say, whore…"
She bristled at that but realized that most likely he was just baiting her.
"We need to get into the catacombs…"
"Got something to pick the lock?"
Gunthor got off the phone. Stavros walked up to him.
"A connection in Paris…he'd sent a representative to bid on Marie…but since she's not here, I told her to bid on Rhiannon instead."
They both looked over at where that redheaded young woman dressed in a skimpy white bikini with a matching wrap stood on her auction block while behind opaque glass faceless men cast bids on her. Currently the highest stood at $600,000.
She needed to fetch at least $1 million so Costa who owned her had sent one of his lieutenants in to liven things up. Soon enough he had the bikini off and on the floor near her feet and he'd pushed her against a wall and thrust his cock inside her, rutting against her while her mouth formed a silent cry.
The bidding started to skyrocket then much to Costa's pleasure and relief. Soon she stood at $1.5 million. Rodrigo bid on her because he'd lost a couple whores in his brothel in Sao Paulo and he was matched by a famous concert pianist named Leonardo who had a posh estate in the South of France…10 bedrooms, 10 baths, an indoor swimming pool…and a basement dungeon where he housed an assortment of young subs he had collected who lived down there.
Rhiannon would be perfect, he had told Costa and so they'd be spending a pretty penny to secure her. The bidding went fast and furious but she finally wound up in the hands of Leonardo who went to collect his prize. Gunthor had watched the auction, a pensive look on his face. Stavros glanced at him.
"We'll find her Gunthor…she's got to still be in this building someplace…"
Gunthor felt anger flow through him.
"I can't believe that this happened," he said, "that she's still missing…and the investors are putting pressure…"
"They can't do anything…you're powerful enough…"
Gunthor just sighed.
"Oh yes they can…and they will if she doesn't turn up soon."
Marie watched as Milan tried to pick the lock on the door. Then they heard footsteps coming down the hall and went into an alcove where they couldn't be seen. They saw a couple of men holding onto a redheaded woman who looked stoned.
One of the women who had been auctioned off, no doubt…Marie found herself wanting to act. Her body went tense and she felt Milan's hand on her shoulder.
"You can't help her now Marie…you can only save yourself."
The men forced the woman into an empty room and Marie closed her eyes momentarily.
"That'll be you if you get emotional and do something stupid…and you've made enough mistakes already haven't you?"
She heard that reproach in his voice and boy did she want to just smack it out of him. Her fingers trembled with it but she held them still. She still needed him to get out of here. But the catacombs door wouldn't budge.
"God are we ever going to find a way to escape?"
He had tried an assortment of makeshift tools to get the door to open…then he found a file that he used to try to turn the lock and suddenly…it clicked open. She looked at him in disbelief and he just reached to open the door and it swung open revealing the darkened passages.
He shook his head.
"I've got a small flash light but it won't shine very far…we'll have to be careful…might be quite treacherous. I don't need you slowing me down."
She just glared at him and stepped into the catacomb entrance…it felt chilly in there and she imagined that there were an assortment of bugs and spiders not to mention other creatures living there…waiting for them. But when she glanced behind her, she knew it was much worse so she started walking while he closed the door behind him and he lit up his small flashlight which only shone a path several feet ahead. The ground was uneven so she had to be careful not to trip over it and the stony walls cloaked the walkway very closely, leaving her to feel almost claustrophobic.
But she knew she had to head on forward because somewhere up ahead was her way out of this nightmare.