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“Wait, I have an idea.” Cara whispered and stepped closer to me. “Maso is by the door. Maybe I can convince him to let us out to the restroom?” She suggested, and I thought about it, assessing the possibilities.

“What makes you think you can convince him?” I asked. She drew her lower lip between her teeth, hesitating a bit before she spoke.

“He… kind of took care of me.” Cara whispered. I gave her a questionable look, waiting for her to elaborate. “He was the only one who was kind to me and took me to get treated whenever I was beaten to the point I couldn’t walk. At some point, we might have had feelings for each other… but he stopped before it could turn into something more. Or maybe I read too much into it and confused his kindness for something more.” Cara sighed.

“I don’t think so.” I told her. Carlos was close to hitting her, but Maso didn’t allow it and stopped him before he could. “He still has a soft spot for you, but how big, I wouldn’t know. Whatever it is, we have to take advantage of it and at least try to do something.” I said.

“It’s worth a try.”

“Just one problem; we don’t know how many of them are out there with Maso.” I sighed. If it was only Maso, we had a better chance of taking him down. But if there were more men guarding the door, our chances were slim. Even more so as we had nothing to defend ourselves with.

I let out a small gasp when I realized we were still wearing our hair accessories. It was not much, but at least they were still somewhat sharp enough to stab someone if we put enough force to it.

“Okay, this is what we’re going to do.” I lowered my voice to make sure no one would be able to hear me.

I carefully explained what I had in mind to get out of here while mentally preparing myself actually to fight. This was not out in the training field with Luca and Giovanni. This was the real deal, and it had my stomach churning.

Our lives were on the line.

We both took a deep breath, preparing ourselves for what we were about to do. We only had one shot, and we couldn’t fuck it up.

“Maso?” Cara knocked on the door while I stayed behind. She continued to call after him and knock until the hatch in the door opened. Maso didn’t say anything and just looked at her, waiting for her to speak.

“We need to use the restroom.”

“I will get you a bucket.”

“What?!” She shrieked in disgust. “If you think I’ll be willing to pee in a disgusting bucket, then you’re wrong!” Cara frowned at the thought.

“I can’t help you.” Maso replied in a monotone voice.

“Wait, Maso!” She called after him before he could close the hatch. “Maso, please... I really need to go, and I’m on my period. Do you know how dangerous it is to leave a tampon in for so long? I could get TSS. Do you know what TSS is? It’s Toxic Shock Syndrome, and if you don’t want me to die from bacteria getting into my body, I suggest you let me use a normal toilet so that I can take care of my business.”

Cara continued to plead her case in a passive-aggressive tone, holding her ground. She continued to stare him dead in the eyes.

“If you’re going to fucking hold women hostage, at least be a bit more considerate of our anatomy.”

I looked back and forth between them as they continued to stare at each other for a while. My body was tense, hoping this would get us out of here.

Then, suddenly, Maso shut the hatch, and my heart dropped.

We fucked up.

“Bring tampons!” Cara yelled before turning to me with a small grin. “It worked.” She whispered when she neared me, and I looked at her, confused.

“It didn’t look like that…”

“That’s how he works. He doesn’t say anything but will get the job done. Now, we just have to wait until he returns.”

Time passed before the door suddenly flung open, and Maso stood by the door. It now dawned on me how big he actually was, spiking my nervousness even more as doubt overtook my body.

“Get going.” Maso ordered sharply and gestured with his head in the direction we should go.

I held tightly onto Cara’s hand as we stepped out into the long hall. I wanted to curse out loud when I saw one more person out there with Maso. And he was holding a gun.

I stayed close to Cara as we walked down the long hall. She was the one who had to put the plan into action, taking advantage of whatever relationship she had with Maso. I just had to stay close since she was my chance of survival. They couldn’t give a fuck about me and would kill me in a heartbeat.

Maso and the other guy were behind us to make sure we wouldn’t attempt any escape or resistance. My heart was beating like crazy, and I couldn’t help but keep glancing behind me, fearing I would suddenly get shot from behind.

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