Snared - Ed James
OTHER TITLES BY ED JAMES
DC SCOTT CULLEN CRIME SERIES
Ghost in the Machine
Devil in the Detail
Fire in the Blood
Dyed in the Wool
Shot Through the Heart
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
Text 2015 Ed James
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Library of Congress Control Number: 2014955026
Wednesday — 26th March 2014
Thursday — 27th March 2014
Friday — 28th March 2014
Saturday — 29th March 2014
Sunday — 30th March 2014
Tuesday — 1st April 2014
Chapter One Hundred
Chapter One Hundred and One
Chapter One Hundred and Two
Chapter One Hundred and Three
Chapter One Hundred and Four
Chapter One Hundred and Five
Chapter One Hundred and Six
Chapter One Hundred and Seven
Chapter One Hundred and Eight
Chapter One Hundred and Nine
Chapter One Hundred and Ten
Chapter One Hundred and Eleven
Chapter One Hundred and Twelve
Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen
Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen
Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen
Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen
Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen
Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen
Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Six
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight
About the Author
26th March 2014
There he goes. He’s just about ready.” The man tugged his balaclava tighter before patting his companion on her shoulder. “You’ll see why they call it doggy style.”
The woman shrugged his arm off, twisting her body away from the cage, staring into the black of the rest of the large room. A tap dripped somewhere in the distance. “Right.”
The man frowned at her. “What’s up?”
The man walked up to the cage and rattled it, the clank still echoing round the room once he stopped. “Go on, boy, get it up her.”
The male in the cage moved away from the female, head bowed, avoiding eye contact with either of them, eyes locked on the dirty floor instead, on the mounds of their own excrement.
The man pointed at the cage, eyes on her. “What’s he doing?”
The woman glanced back at the cage, then shook her head. “This is a bit too cruel.”
“They’re animals. There’s nothing cruel about this.” The man rattled the cage again, gloved hands gripping the steel.
The male’s pupils contracted.
He pointed the Taser at the cage before sparking it. “Don’t make me use this again.”
The male focused on the weapon. It knew. It looked back at the female before groaning as it settled on its haunches near the edge of the cage between the female and them, protecting her. Its chest heaved as its breathing increased.
“Christ’s sake. We’ll never get these two to breed at this rate.” He sparked the Taser again and jammed it through the bars, catching the male between the shoulder blades.
It jerked up then sprawled over the floor of the cage, its whole body shaking.
The female crawled into the far corner, pushing up against the bars, tucking herself into a foetal position.
The male’s brown eyes pleaded with them as it lay prone in a pool of its own urine.
The man held out the Taser again, not quite reaching the male. “Want to be a good boy for me?”
The male growled at them, some motor control returning.
The man let out a sigh and looked around. He tapped her on the shoulder. “Do you want to help me here?”
The woman turned to look at the cage, at the pathetic animals inside, staring at them for a few seconds. “You using that thing isn’t going to help, you know.”
He inspected the Taser