Forty Seven- A Steamy Date Ahead
It came again, sending chills down her spine.
It was, without doubt, the distant shrieks that kept her up on certain nights. But did that mean...?
She quickly shook her head and got rid of the question about to be brought up. As Chloe set to find a way to the scream, it came again, this time with painful pleas.
'Please... he-help me. D- d-don't-'
'Shut it!'
The sudden male voice startled Chloe.
'Don't talk at all or I'll bash this into your face!' The man's voice wasn't familiar, but the fact that she could really hear everything freaked her out.
Next came some scuffling, then muffled cries. Certainly, the lady that screamed wasn't the only one there.
But where exactly was the noise coming from?
Chloe closed her eyes as she heard the metal scraping again. As she did, the question she had been avoiding dropped.
Were the brothers really running a trafficking ring? Right within their premises?