“So, Victoria, wewe don’t know why you’re here, wewe don’t even know where. wewe must be really worried, it must be killing you.” Mary was standing in front of me, I was tied to a chair. She was leaning forward, looking stunningly beautiful, whispering her plans to me. “Your not going to die, at least not today. But trust me, every freakin second, wewe will be wishing wewe were dead.” Her smile got wider, inaonyesha her bloody teeth. I cringed. “You’re the most important thing right now, for the first time ever, if wewe fail, I will personally kill you, slowly. And trust me, I have...
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