Chapter 47
Despite her struggles, Amy couldn’t keep her eyes open on the long trip from Odessa to Kiev. Borys was a machine, an automaton that somehow didn’t need to stop for food, water or even to take a piss for the entire journey. Amy tried to stay alert but was exhausted from her imprisonment and succumbed to sleep, only woken by her urgent need to pee. Her companion in the back seat stared vacantly at her as he had for the entire journey, g*n held casually in hand but apparently ready to move if required.
‘Hey, when are we going to stop?’ called Amy. ‘I need to go to the bathroom.’
‘Bad luck sister. Hold it or piss in a bottle. Your choice,’ growled Borys.
‘f**k you, asshole,’ snapped Amy back to the implacable driver. She decided to hang on, not wanting to suffer the indignity of
