Chapter 5

On Michael Blake's second visit, he hesitated and told his men to untie Andrea Knox.

"What's your name?"

Andrea Knox told him dolefully.

Michael Blake took the gun and hooked her chin, his tone was cold and deep with the carelessness and imperative of a superior "I'll give you a chance to follow me, do you want it?"

Frankly, if it were me being held at gunpoint to my chin and asked a question like that, I'm guessing it wouldn't be any better than her.

So when Andrea Knox passed out, Michael Blake couldn't hide the shocked jaw on his face.

I almost didn't laugh out loud, it sure was a relief to see Andrea Knox embarrassed like that.

But she was also really lucky because Michael Blake picked her up and took her away.

I didn't see Andrea Knox again for the next few days, and Michael Blake didn't come back.

After a week, the girls around us started getting taken one by one.

A couple of girls tried to escape during this time, but were recaptured within a few hours.

Their bloody wounds and tattered clothes warned of the consequences of running away.

The remaining people were stunned, and no one dared to run away again.

The crowd was getting smaller and smaller, I didn't panic and waited quietly.

As luck would have it, with only the last three girls left, Michael Blake came back with the henchman named Alexander.

He scanned us and lifted his chin slightly, "Which one of you can cook?"

The two girls, terrified by these days of torture, froze and didn't dare to speak.

I realized that this could be my last chance. Whatever the outcome, I was going to take the gamble.