Chapter 41Sukanya let him push her to the side door of the GT-R. He was handsome, but horrible, and there didn’t seem to be anything else she could do to help Chiho except go along. She wanted to tear his eyes out. “No, I see my friend,” she shouted at him. “If no, I start yell. Other people is close.” She gestured toward the front of the club.
He pulled open the door.
Sukanya reached in her elephant bag and pulled out the iPad. “Here. You take. I take her.”
“It doesn’t work like that.”
She let him push her inside. He slammed the door, locked it, slammed the trunk, and came around to the driver’s side.
Before she could react, he reached inside the storage compartment and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and started to put them on her.
Sukanya twisted her hands away.
He drew his hand
