#Chapter417

I’m frantically holding myself together with every ounce of strength I can muster and on the verge of crying.

“No ... No … NOOO!” Marianne screams at all of us and jumps up to do a runner. Her fear overtaking and survival mode kicking in. She is blocked by men all around her, forced back into a seat brutally with no care to the fact she is female, and duct taped down for good measure. She thrashes and fights but it’s futile. They manhandle her roughly and one delivers a backhanded slap across her face to quieten her. The noise reverberating around the room and through me so I...