Summer’s POV
I wake up when someone throws a bucket of cold water over me. My captors just laughed. I don’t know whether it’s because of my reaction or my humiliation. Either way, there is nothing I can do.
I am wearing nothing but a sack and my underwear. Alexis is dormant. I started shivering from the cold. One man takes off his jumper and started drying me. “Why am I here?” I asked him while my teeth chattered.
“Someone wants to meet you, Summer. Paid a pretty penny for the meeting, too.”
“Why?” I stuttered out
“Don’t know or care. We just care about the money. They have taken it a step too far with the water, though.” He says, still trying to soak up the water.
Rogue mercenaries, that’s why they let the kids go. They aren’t being paid to take them
