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Oh God, oh God . . .
Where have they taken us?
The whirring eventually died down, but none of us moved or spoke as seconds turned into minutes. And minutes turned into hours.
Chapter 2
Room of Mirrors
Briar
Hours passed before a charge suddenly filled the room—or airplane—and fear flooded me. Unable to stop myself, a near-silent song left my lips.
“No, don’t,” someone hissed.
I wished I was smart enough to know how to listen to her. Fear suffocated me, pulling each breath and each word from my lungs, and I was helpless to stop it.
I was suddenly yanked off the ground by my elbows and hauled away.
A scream tore from my lungs, and I thrashed uselessly against whoever was holding me. “Help! Help—someone, help!”
“Quiet, bitch,” the man holding me commanded; the words were muffled, as if something was covering his mouth.
I was dragged for a little while longer before I heard a door slide shut behind us, then I was forced to stand.
“Please, let me go. My fiancé has to be looking for me. His parents—please.”
Someone in front of me scoffed, and the person gripping my elbows released me when another person grasped my shoulders roughly. I felt a cool, thin material slide over my body from behind, and recoiled from it until I remembered I was naked.
“Fiancé,” the man in front of me said with a sneer, and the man behind me laughed.
“Help me,” I screamed, and stumbled back into the man when a hand slamme
d down over my mouth.
“Listen, bitch. You don’t get chosen now, you come again with us, we take you to a house to please many men.”
My shocked cry was muffled by the hand against my mouth. Whoever had been keeping me in place was now holding me up as my knees gave out. Though I couldn’t see, it felt like everything was tilting to the side. I was going to be sick.
I screamed again and tried with every ounce of strength inside of me to break free from the zip ties.
“If you don’t shut your mouth, no one will want you. One man or many. Your choice.”
I couldn’t figure out which man was talking. They sounded different, but the same, and it seemed like they were coming from the same place now instead of in front of and behind me. My head spun as their words replayed over and over, and I wondered how this had happened to me.
This can’t be happening. This is a nightmare. Please, God, let this be a nightmare.
“Up. Up,” one of them commanded, and eventually I was lifted to my feet. “Walk. I said walk, bitch.”
“Please. Please, don’t do this,” I begged hoarsely. “Let me go home. Kyle—” I choked out a sob and stumbled, but the men didn’t let me fall.
They spoke in a rush, in voices too low for me to hear, and I wondered if these were the same men who had taken me from work. I stumbled awkwardly down a ramp and across a flat surface. It never got brighter behind the blindfold, but I had a feeling we were outside from the sudden warmth.
I sucked in a deep breath, but a hand smashed down onto my mouth before I could scream again.
My empty stomach churned at the taste of his sweaty, dirt-covered hand. I jerked, trying to get away, but his hold didn’t loosen.
“No one can see you. No one knows you are here,” the man in front informed me. “Keep walking.”
