Women Turn To Monsters

"I need stitches," Feng Xuan said as her skin burned. A man was bent before her, cleaning her leg wound.

"Yes, you will get stitches," answered the huge man. He was over six feet tall and his voice sounded like it had came from an underwater cave. "As soon as your husband gives what the senator wants."

"Have you heard him?" Feng Xuan asked, her face distorted in distate that this man was following a lunatic. "His plans are going to crash."

The huge man's jaw tightened. "We place our lives at the hands of the senator. He will see this through." The man had secured her wound with layers of gauze. "It should keep it from bleeding for the time being. Don't move too much."

Feng Xuan lifted her fingers to show her bounded wrist. "Not much room for moving anyway."

The man had only loosened the hold on her ankle, just enough for him to get the wrappings right. He tightened it back again. "It'll be over soon."