Hours before the rescue, Amber's P.O.V.
It's been a week I think since I've been here. Already I have seen one girl get murdered, two girls get beaten by whips and hot coals and the rest of the girls are too scared to move or do anything that may upset our kidnappers but, not for me, I gotta figure how to get us out of here. I go up to the door and put my ear near so that I can feel what's going on.
"Stop everything we have been found out."
"Stop with The Dramatics, it's impossible, no one has been able to find this so far so what makes you think they found us now?"
"Apparently one of the girls that we kidn*pped has a tracker on them."
"That's impossible, we have every single one of their belongings locked up and we destroyed most of it, so how would they have a tracker."
"Unless one
