Eden
Day Two
Angie reached out to grab the metal bars that stood between her and her freedom. They were smooth, not rusted, and cold underneath her fingers. God, what a mess.
Were they all to be kept as s*x slaves? r***d? Murdered? Maybe these men were s*x-traffickers.
Or was this a ransom setup? A threat to sell the company or else? She considered the work her team did in secret for the Futures Command. Could a foreign government have figured out what her company was up to, even with all the extra layers of security? It had been her fear when she’d agreed to take on that type of additional business. But if an enemy had taken her for those reasons, why abduct everyone else?
She hung her head. Zoe hadn’t shown up and was likely at the bottom of the ocean with a slit throat. Her tall,
