J.A. Malec
14“ Sit down.” The Talkative growled at me and shoved me on the chair. “ Tie him up, put the Kitty in the cage and take it outside. “ He instructed his buddies. “ I'll go and brag about my booty.”
We were led to one of the wrecked houses, which was located in a short distance from the church, which was the place that I would love to find myself in. She was there – I knew it, but I couldn't do anything about it. I saw the Talkative through the window. He crossed the street, went back a few feet and turned right. Evidently, the boss must be living there. The arsehole who tied me wasn't saving on force. I could bet on it that soon, my hands will be purple and they will go numb. They pulled me away from the window.
Waiting was all I had left. I didn't have to wait long. After som
