With that, he was ready, he got the car's engine running and left the premises. But part of his mind was already strategizing about the next visit.
Without interruption, Ellie was still strapped onto the chair as she attempted to squirm out of the tight restraints. She had no clue about the time that had elapsed previous to her being put in this position, but it felt like eternity.
Time passed, and soon after that, the door opened, and Mrs entered. Richter in the room. Her one hand held a clipboard, while her face was emotionless, but slightly worked up.
"Good evening, Ellie," she said, her voice devoid of emotion and eerily professional.
Ellie shot a look at her, gritting her teeth. "You can't keep me here. I haven't done anything to warrant being kept here."
An amused eyebrow was ra
