David woke up and looked around. For a moment, he was confused as to what was going on. It took him a moment to recognize where he was.
Getting up, he heard two of the guys arguing over a game of poker. This did this every time. Walking past them, he ignored their bantering. He had to see if Ashlyn was awake yet.
He found her still knocked out. Her breathing was jagged. Blood was dried all over her body. Her broken fingers were still disfigured.
There was one thing nagging at him. That she knew no one was coming for her.
Justin had been hanging around her house. His men had carefully bugged her house, so he knew everything. He thought it would be a good idea to go up and check the bugs. See if Justin had figured out she was missing. That was the only thing that would pose a problem
