Well Done Thomas
As Ivy was pulled out of the car by Thomas she could feel the cold air around her, the smell of fish and the sea. Boats swayed in the sea and the gentle lapping of the sea current could be heard. It was deathly silent, the dock was empty apart from them.
Her heels clicked on the damp concrete and she was pulled behind Thomas, her eyes bore into the back of his head cursing him and searching for answers. The other men were behind them chatting and laughing at her, she could feel there lecherous eyes on her. Bad choice of clothing to be kidnapped in she thought.
They arrived at a warehouse and a thin young man opened the rattling sliding door. Thomas and she entered with the other men.
Inside the dark warehouse had a few lights but it was mostly dark inside the room. Thomas pushed her onto the chair and it wobbled with the force. She scowled at him but he remained stoic.
"How long till the boss shows?"