Chapter Ten

A Sharp pain shoots up Abby's right arm as she tries to sit up. She glances down at it and groans. The bullet wound was still there and it was starting to look a bit infected.

She balls her hands into fists and begin to slam them against the metal door. "Let me out of here, you sick twisted animal!" she yells. A few minutes later, the sound of the latch being opened echoes through the room and she steps back, her heart pounding in her chest. A man who looked like he was well over six feet walks in, his boots thudding against the concrete floor.

"Boss she's awake," he calls out, his cold eyes fixed on Abby. Seconds later, Richard walks in, a smirk on his face. "Good to know that you're finally awake after passing out for two days," he says. Abby's eyes widen in shock. "I've been asleep for two days??" He shrugs off her question.