Trigger warning: MENTION of infant loss, stillbirth
Carys
Total silence surrounds us. Francesca tried to say something but she got slapped for talking. She wants to know about Aria. Lorenzo had her at a play but they could have grabbed both of them.
The van stops and the gun waves toward the door. Without a word, we get out as the driver opens it from the outside. We begin walking into the old abandoned lobby.
“Those two columns will work. Stand against them ladies.” I watch the driver, Nikolai toss down a giant black rolled up rug. It looks like a body and I am terrified of who might be inside. He starts fastening ropes around my shoulders to the column. Then at my thighs. He does the same for Francesca.
“Ah perfect. Now, when they implode this building tomorrow, all evidence of yo
