Amy's POV
The moment my feet hit the pavement and turned into the alleyway, I knew I’d made a mistake.
The alley was narrow and hemmed in by brick walls that swallowed sound from the street. The men’s laughter bounced off the surfaces, ugly and grating on my nerves. One of them, who was tall with a missing tooth, grabbed my wrist with his fingers digging in painfully into my arm.
“Where you think you’re goin’, sweetheart?” he slurred.
I yanked back, but they surrounded me, trapping me against the wall. Their breath reeked of whiskey and cigarettes, and their eyes gleamed with something dark that made my stomach twist in disgust.
“Back off,” I hissed while baring my teeth like a cornered animal.
They only laughed. One of them reached out with his fingers skimming my waist. I slapped h
