"You stubborn wench! Even like this, you still won’t behave? Let’s see how much more you can take!"
I collapsed onto the floor, my vision blurring. In the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a brick lying against the wall.
Reaching for it with the last of my strength, I barely grazed its edge before a heavy boot came down hard on my hand, crushing it against the ground.
"Aah!" A scream of pain tore from my throat.
"What was that?" Albie's voice came from outside the door.
The door creaked open.
"Nothing, Young Master," one of the men quickly said. "Just a disobedient wild boar. The helicopter is ready. You should go find your girlfriend."
The room was dark. My battered body was hidden behind two burly figures, blocking Albie’s view entirely.
As he turned away, my heart sank into despair.
