KIKI’s POV.
“You can’t do this to a lady who is pregnant and blind. Where’s your conscience? Did you kill it? Should that even be a question… of course you have no conscience.” I hear a female’s voice from afar and I try to move my hands, but they seem to be restricted again.
Every attempt I make to move my hands, the sound of chains clattering hits my ears. A stinking smell of sweat and alcohol hits my nose as I hear a wooden door fling open, thereby making me let out a small scream of fear.
“You aren’t going to hurt her, are you?” The same female voice I am sure to have heard before asks.
“Let go off my arms before you end up like her!” A voice I am sure to be that of Martins replies and I move one of my chained hands to my mouth.
“This wasn’t part of the plan, you said you just wan
