Content warning: this scene contains s****l assault and violence.
Charlotte POV
The car stops, and I am forced to get out of the vehicle. We are in some kind of warehouse area. I can see there aren’t many cars around, probably just cartel members. It’s obvious this is the cartel after listening to them talk to each other. So far, I have kept up my act like I’m a dumb, oblivious young woman.
“Carlos, what do you have here?” a man in a black suit asks as we approach the door. His Hispanic accent is very thick. “You brought a toy for us to play with?” The man laughs as he looks me up and down. I’m dressed in a casual dress with a pair of knee-high boots, not fancy and not sexy, more casual professional.
“Yeah boss, she was driving the Moretti car. She claims her boyfriend worked the vale
