Kendell Marano Parker.
I move a bit, trying to feel the place where I'm sitting and what's nearby, but I can't because my hands are stuck in a squeeze.
Idiots!
I stop as soon as I feel something rectangular in my a*s.
My chic contraption.
I put it in my back pocket after taking Arilia's number.
I just can't let them see, because if I'm here it's because the boss's poles couldn't reach them and I'll probably die at the hands of Chris' psychopath.
I have to try to call someone as soon as I can.
Time to act!
- Let me go now. - I'm already screaming and rummaging to make sure my sweater will cover my a*s, so I don't show my phone.
- Shut up, or I'll blow up your brains. - One of them says, although the chill for the threat didn't scare me.
I was born listening to this all the time.
