"To what?" Ryan asked as she stared at Joel who she still seen as a stranger.
Joel chuckled a bit before taking a seat on the bed. He pulled out the microphone speaker and set it on the floor. He smashed it with his foot and less than a second later, his phone went off. Ryan recoiled away when he quickly grabbed her arm.
She began fighting him but he pinned her hands with his.
"Listen." His voice stern and serious. "I'm not going to hurt you but I need you to do everything I say if you want to survive this day. Trust me when I say it will not be pretty."
"What are you talking about?" Ryan asked all confused.
"I just need you to do as I sa—"
"What, no. I will n—" he placed a hand over her mouth before answering his phone.
"Tasha" he said blandly.
"Something happened to your mic?" Sh
