Hugh
The impact of the other car hitting me must have knocked me out instantly because the moment I come too I know I'm no longer in it, nope wherever I am it's pitch black and cramped and from the way my whole body screams in protest from being jostled about I'm pretty certain in the boot of another car.
I attempt to move myself but my hands are bound behind my back and tied to my feet making it impossible even if the pain wasn't debilitating enough.
I'm pretty sure something's broken but it's the least of my worries as I hear the distinct sound of Russian voices speaking in the car. I can't understand a word that's being said but I know if they're Russian then right now things couldn't be any worse because this undoubtedly has something to do with Petrov.
The car jostles as it hurtles over a speed bump smashing me around in the cramped space as it does and the pain that radiates through me must knock me out because the next thing I know I'm no longer in the cramped boot but actually now sat up.
As I come too again I keep myself still as to not alert anyone to me being awake.
Instead I attempt to listen for the sound of movement around me.
It's quiet with not even the sound of anyone breathing so I gather I'm alone and brave opening my eyes but as I do I realise it's pointless because I'm blindfolded.
I attempt to move my hands and feet only to find they're both bound to whatever chair I'm sitting in and even that attempted slight movement has my left arm screaming in protest indicating that it's probably broken.
Cold air hits almost every part of my body and it's pretty evident I've been stripped down to just my boxers and due to that I'm fucking freezing despite it being the middle of June and rather warm already. From the smell of damp that is very similar to basement from earlier I quickly come to the assumption I'm underground as well.
I know wherever I am precautions would have been taken to ensure that I'm not going to be easily found and with the message I sent to Blake earlier it sure as hell means he won't be looking for me straight away.
It may be days until they realise I'm gone and there's going to be no guarantee I'll even fucking be alive by then.
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Irish Deception
Romance🔔Book 2 in the O'Leary Brothers Series. Read book 1 first if you haven't already - Irish Luck With the magnitude of the events that have happened since arriving in Birmingham Blake, Cian and Finn attempt to comfort Stasia. With Hugh supposedly k...
