Chapter 42 - In Italian It's Succhiarmi Il Cazzo, Cretino! (2)

T Y L E R - P O V

"If you do not let me go, I am going to scream."

"Please," I plead. "Don't hurt her. I will do what you say, I will go back to the organization."

The man laughed. "It is too late now, boy. We do not give second chances. You shall reap what you sow."

My hand gripped the side of the table so hard my knuckles turned white. I heard more voices in the background, this time it was not Autumn. "Hey! What the fuck do you think you are doing?! Who are you, people?"

Then I heard the man who was on the phone saying, "Don't be stupid. If you want to live, give us the girl."