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I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see s**t. I was seated, and my hands tied to my back. f**k! Did it work? It did! Thank goodness! She was safe now. I could take any blow, but I could never let anyone hurt Mysty. I hated myself when she got beaten up in an alley; that was the least I could do.
The good news was they didn’t hurt me; the bad news was that I couldn’t escape because the rope was tied tight. f**k the person who tied Mysty!
I heard footsteps getting closer. I didn’t know who it was, but he smelled like a f*****g ashtray!
“Do you know why you are here?” he asked. His accent sounded Korean, but his English sounded like an American accent.
If I know why we should have saved everyone’s time and given it to this fucker who rots in cigarettes. Lung cancer could be sweet re
