Cyrus grunted when a kick landed on his stomach, he couldn’t track the time nor the movement of the sun since his eyes were tightly shut off from any light. He didn’t know if it has been days or hours since he was taken but he could only feel the hunger and thirst as these people played with him.
He was kicked and punched until it satisfied them.
He could only hope that someone would notice his absence.
“Hey, there handsome! Look what we found!” it was Mr. George who just entered and sat in front of him, “Look! A lot of pictures of this beautiful lad! I always wondered about your wife but it seems like she was not that bad!”
He then have his men take a look and there came vulgar statements praising the pictures.
“Since we are still waiting for the signal, how about we call this lady a
