Caylee
I am clawing furiously at the hand pinning me to the wall. He’s squeezing my throat and I am desperate to get away before I pass out.
His face moves within millimeters of mine. “Stop. Struggling. Now!”
“Never.” I manage to whisper hoarsely. I catch another movement to my right. Willow.
Her hands are bound together with duct tape but she’s hitting him with her forearms. Sobbing with muffled words, as her mouth has a piece of tape too. “Stop it Willow!” He commands but I notice he keeps his voice low enough not to alert people outside. She doesn’t and I kick his shins hard. He winces. If only I can get to his balls…
Willow is kicking and hitting him.
Suddenly he shoves Willow away hard. She slams into the wall and I grimace. I can see she’s dazed and in pain. “f**k! Willow, I
