Chapter Twenty
Research
“Are you absolutely sure you don’t know where the girls have been taken”? Bibi asked quietly.
“Naagh, ghnoooo…” was the only sound that came out of Naomi’s well-bitted mouth. “Aiii aaave ooo eeeaha…” the terrified woman repeated.
“Hummm,” posed Bibi, as she paced the small underground chamber, stopping now and then to poke and prod the naked woman hanging from the old iron rings mounted in the wet and powdering stone ceiling. “If you can’t tell me, I suppose I’ll have to continue with your friend here.” She pointed with the sharpened bamboo stick she carried in her right hand. For emphasis, Bibi gentle touched the reddened flesh between the other woman’s widely spread thighs, jabbing again at the already swollen skin and eliciting a muffled scream from the pack
