“What do we have here?” one of them asked, rising.
“Found this stupid b***h out there,” my attacker said, walking further into the cave. When we were close enough to the group, he dropped me on the ground and I landed on my sore arm.
I winced in pain.
“She broke my nose, man,” he complained to his friend. “Just look at this s**t. Ten years in the force and nobody ever broke my nose before!”
“Now you’re part of the club,” one of the seated men said, and they all laughed. The sound of it sank deep into my bones. I sensed danger before I even saw it.
“f**k you,” he said, spitting on the dirt.
“And who are you?” the man neared me and asked. When I didn’t respond, he kicked my feet lightly. “What, is she dead?”
“She isn’t dead,” my attacker said, kicking me harder, this time in the
