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Now I’m the whore who came when her kidnapper told her to. My dad will know. I can’t imagine the disappointment.
How can I ever live a normal life again?
“Who wants to play some more?” their leader taunts me as they walk in. I curl more tightly in on myself, remaining silent.
My ankles are hurting now. Not as much as my bleeding wrists, though it’s slowly becoming unbearable too. I can’t feel my toes, and I’m not sure if it’s from the cold or the zip ties cutting the blood flow.
He comes to squat next to me, pushing my dirty hair away from my face. “How are you, Elisabeth?”
“Thirsty,” I croak out. I’ve already pissed myself and come to the realization I wasn’t the first person they’ve tortured in this room. No one appeared when I screamed that I needed the bathroom. Not after I tried to run the first time.
I’m dehydrated, coughing from the dryness in my throat.
“Do you want water?”
I nod slowly, my energy wholly depleted. Silently, he gets back up. A second later, freezing liquid crashes all over my body.
I gasp, crying out as I roll around.
“Gotta clean you, baby. You pissed all over yourself and it stinks in here.”
Another full bucket is spilled all over me.
“Stop!” I shriek.
“It’s water. You asked for it.”
Who becomes that evil in life? And why am I the one who has to suffer from it?
A phone rings in the room. It’s not the one he’s been using to contact my dad because I can see it in the hand of another one of the men.
The leader pulls the different phone out of his pocket and puts it to his ear. That must be his personal one.
He doesn’t talk, but I notice the way his body tenses.
“When?” he says. His mouth twists and his gaze snaps to mine. Fear grips me when I see the fury rising in his eyes. “Don’t worry, they won’t find anything. Thanks for letting me know.”
He hangs up and strides back to me. “How?” he hisses in my face. He grabs me by the throat and drags me up until I’m sitting with my back against the wall.
“I’ve just been told there are six FBI police cars and two Swat trucks entering our town. How?”
Hope blossoms in my chest. They found me. They’re coming. A smile spreads on my lips and his grip on my throat tightens.
“This entire fucking house will be gone by the time they arrive. I’ve got enough men on the streets to slow them down and for me to torture and kill you before they reach this place. So be smart, Elisabeth, and tell me how they found you.”
I cough from the pressure on my throat and push words out. “Enjoy prison, asshole.”
He drags me to the side and slams me on the floor. “Answer the fucking question or die. So close to freedom? That would be a shame.”
He straddles me and uses both hands to strangle me. The panic is back when I feel my head swimming. Everything tilts as my vision narrows. I can’t talk. So how does he expect me to tell him?
My eyes wildly stare down as I feel my oxygen run out. I do it again, and again, trying to make him understand, and I see the moment he gets I’m pointing at the necklace he’s currently crushing.
“Fuck!” he snaps as he lets go of me. He grabs the heart locket and rips it off me. “Rich assholes. She’s being fucking tracked!”
I’m desperately gulping air as he throws the necklace on the floor and destroys it with his boot.
“We’re outta here,” he growls.
