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I would never forgive myself for dying this way.
Ariella still hasn’t moved, and I know that the longer she’s out, the greater the risk of permanent brain damage. With the fucking emergency service on my phone disabled, there’s nothing I can do to save her. I doubt any of the other girls have their phones close at hand, and I doubt even more that they’d be willing to defy the orders of the men who currently have the power to paint the wall with their brains.
After ten minutes, I blindly try to get into my phone again, closing my eyes to visualize the passcode. I’ve entered it a million times, it has to be stored in my mind’s eye somewhere.
First attempt: denied.
Second attempt: denied.
I’m starting to sweat again. If I get locked out of my phone again, the chances of the time-out being even longer go through the roof. Getting into my phone might be the only way we have any chance to survive.
Third attempt: denied.
Fuck.
I take a deep breath, watching the men around me as they stare us down with cold, dead eyes. I’ve never met anyone so unemotional under such pressing circumstances. This is their way of life.
On the fourth attempt, I feel my phone vibrate as it unlocks.
I can’t celebrate yet.
The first contact in my phone is Abram, and wherever the fuck he is, he needs to know what’s happening.
I visualize the screen behind me, attempting to type up something, anything that will alarm him.
The best I can do is “hlep”.
It needs to be good enough.
I’m tempted to dial 911, but the sound of the dispatcher speaking into the mic would get me shot faster than telling the guard to suck my fat dick. I had never thought about what it would be like to try and call 911 in a hostage situation, but now I’ve been given a healthy dose of that reality.
The men finish ransacking the club, and when they return, they decide to take Mandi with them as they leave. She screams as they drag her away to god knows where, then I can hear them strangling her to shut her up.
I run to Ariella just when the leader returns, possibly to take another one of us.
When he sees me, he punches me in the head, and I collapse on top of her, knocked out cold.
