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"You wouldn't shoot me."
"And why is that? Because I'm a woman?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Exactly, you..." Before he could finish the sentence, my finger press the trigger and the bullet flew out of the guns head. It hit him in the s...
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I woke up much earlier than they expected. Christian was, I suppose, with someone on the phone while we were still in the car.
"I told you what to do...Do I look like I care?...Arrange it, I don't care how, but arrange it." He said in a slightly irritated tone. "Idiots."
After he hung up, we stopped somewhere. With my eyes still properly closed, I tried to move as little as possible. The door on his side opened and I soon felt a cold air on my left hand.
I felt his hands on my hips. He pulled me out of the car and lifted me by the arms. Who would have thought he could do it?
I heard a few more voices before I felt a little warm. We're in a building. So, I won't freeze here completely. That's not bad news at all.
"Open that fucking door before she wakes up," Christian said through his teeth.
With each step, I felt colder and colder again. Where the hell is he taking me?
After a few minutes, I felt solid ground under my feet and the cold of a metal chair under my ass.
"Tie her up." He ordered someone. My hands were tied with a rope behind my back in a moment. "Come find me when she wakes up."
"Sure boss." I heard a rough voice and then the slam of a metal door.
Great. I'm in a room with a guy. I don't have the slightest shit where I am and I'm tied to a chair. And to make matters worse, no one knows I need help.
How could I be so stupid and naive and go into this alone? At least I should have called someone, whether they were patrolling outside or something. But no, I'm going to play the hero. It'll be so damn valid for me when I'm dead.
"Yes?" I heard him just after his cell phone rang. "What? Fuck." I heard footsteps and then the door. He is gone.
I opened my eyes quickly and looked around the room where I was.
I'm screwed.
No windows, ventilation, nothing to use. There is absolutely nothing here but doors and four walls. How the hell do I get out?
I tried to get my hands off the rope, but it was in vain. Nothing helped. Even if I dislocated my finger, I would still be locked up here. I'm going to have to come up with something else.
The door suddenly opened and a man was standing in it. It is impossible that he is so tall. I wonder how his head didn't bang on the metal door frame. He moved his gaze to his mobile and absolutely ignored my presence.
I cleared my throat when I realized he wouldn't look at me unless I let him know.
His gaze shot at me. He immediately turned and left the room. I need to talk to Christian.
"That was fast." I heard his voice and soon appeared at the door. He came closer to me with a jacket in his hand. He threw it around my shoulders, and I looked at him in confusion. "Don't look at me like that." He laughed. "You have to realize I'm not the bad guy here." Good joke. I really liked it.
