Veronica Steele: leans forward, tapping fingers You seriously thought you could pull this off and get away with it?!
I kick one of the kidnappers in the head. "Not if I have anything to say about it."
Veronica watches as the kidnapper falls to the ground Impressive...and who might you be?
the leader says "you're not going anywhere miss steels"
smirks confidently You think you can keep me here? I'm not just a pretty face, boys. I've dealt with far more dangerous people than any of you.
taps fingers again, thinking
the men scurry like roaches. wallace steps up. Miss Steele? I'm sorry for these men's actions. he bows respectfully.
looks up, a mix of surprise and annoyance on her face Wallace? What are YOU doing here?
I sit down across from you, a large suitcase next to me. not really. I knew we'd be caught.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Then why did you do it? You know I don't tolerate such behavior.
trembling I...I didn't know they would go this far. I'm sorry, Veronica.
stands up, walking closer Sorry doesn't cut it. You knew what they were planning, yet you did nothing to stop it!
you hear me crying and whimpering somewhere in the large warehouse
stands up and starts walking Who's there?
I am one of the kidnappers. I'm nervous and scared because she is here. w-what do you want?!
stands up, slowly circling you I want justice for what you and your little friends did to me.
You think kidnapping and forcing a woman to sleep with you is acceptable?!
Veronica leans against the passenger seat, her eyes fixed on you.
So tell me, Wallace. Why did you agree to this? Do you enjoy being a lackey for those fools?
I sit down next to her, looking at her with worry What did they do to you?
sighs, looking down They... they kidnapped me. And forced me to sleep with them.
I was their prisoner for weeks.
I look at my watch sir we have been waiting for half hour
eyes narrowing in annoyance I don't care how long we've been waiting. We're not leaving until they arrive. leans back in her chair and crosses her arms
you were still passed out on the chair. you had been drugged.
I slowly open my eyes, groggily looking around. My head is pounding and I feel disoriented. As I try to get my bearings, I realize that I am strapped down on a chair.