Breakout

"Aaaaagh"

One of the henchmen punched Brian in the already bruised face.

"Do you feel like talking now?"

"Fuck off" He spit a load of blood in his mouth towards the direction of the man punching him.

"Quite the tough guy we have here huh." This time the punch landed right in his stomach pressing all the air out of his lungs.

"Ugh... cough cough. How often do I need to say it... cough, I don't know where it is."

"Okay, then what about our Miss here. No wait apparently Misses." He saw the ring she was still wearing.

"She doesn't have anything to do with this whole situation, she only got involved with me because she ran me over with her car."

The guy that was just approaching her stopped midway and looked back to Brian and intensively stared in his face.

"Now, it doesn't seem like our young man here is aware of his situation. The one who speaks here is me and me alone, you are only allowed to open your mouth when answering my questions do you understand, both of you?"

Both nodded with their heads.

"So, let's get back to the topic. It seems that you, Misses did have quite a bad day at least accordingly to what your friend there said. But sadly for you, it won't get any better from here on out or maybe it would, it depends on the type of woman you are hahaha. You see, we can't let you off the hook after all that you've seen and heard, especially after you hit our friend Giacomo there with an extinguisher on the head." He pointed towards the man with a bandage wrapped around his head. "Therefore our only option is to let you pay the price for what you've done."

"And what would that price be?" She tried to sound annoyed despite her fear.

"What did I just say about talking without being asked to!!" He slapped her in the face. "Whatever I'm glad you asked. You see we in the Cosa Nostra family make things very easy, execute your order and kill anything that comes in your way. So what the price is you ask? Simple your life hahaha. But just killing you would be such a waste, therefore we decided that we'll play with you before killing you but only after we are finished with your little friend here." His knife pointed in the direction of Brian who was nearly beaten unconscious and then he made a sign to his other mate with who had the bandage around his arm.

The guy who was probably shot by Brian grabber her tightly under her arm and dragged her towards a door that was right behind her chair. Knowing that she won't be able to resist his grip she didn't make any attempts to defend herself. He put the latch of the door on the side, opened the door and threw her in the small room behind it. With her hands tied, she couldn't break her fall causing her to fall right on her butt just like the man threw her. Behind her, the door was locked up again leaving her alone in the room.

"Ouch, you damn fuckers at least be a tad more gentle you dickheads!." Her furious screams didn't reach anyone on the other side or they just didn't care.

This part of the shed seemed to be newer or at least more stable than where she was before. The only light source were some stray rays that came through a crack in the roof.

"Shit and now what do I do? I need to immediately get out of here before they are finished with Brian or I'll be next." She paused for a moment. " I don't even want to know what they are going to do with him. But I need to concentrate, huff stay calm Amber. First of all, I need something to cut these damn ropes or I won't be able to do much here."

She looked around some old crates and rubble that was lying around until she found some broken pieces of glass. After intensively staring at them for what felt like several minutes she decided to pick up the biggest one and started cutting. Every time when she put pressure on the shard in order to cut the rope she also slowly cut her palm, over and over again.

"Don't scream Amber don't scream." She hissed through her gritted teeth.

After several attempts, she was finally through and only then she looked at the mess created. Blood was spread throughout the floor around her while her pants and shoes had also deep red stains. With one last effort, she cut a stripe down from her shirt and tightly bound it around her hand, but even that wouldn't help against the constant throbbing and burning pain. She finally dropped the shard on the floor splattering even more of her blood around.

"Damn it, it hurts like hell. Ugh, I should have searched longer maybe I would've found something better than a shitty piece of glass. But no point in crying over spilt milk, let's search for an escape route."

Without being too loud she went up and down the room in order to find a hole or even just a crack that could allow her to escape. After several minutes had passed without any results she sat down on the floor, exhausted from all the stress and bloodless but as soon as her still hurting butt touched the ground a hollow sound could be heard. Her energy immediately rushed back and she stood up to inspect the spot she just sat on where she noticed that some plank were barely jammed into the floor instead of being nailed. With all her left strength she could take out all five of them leaving a hole big enough for her to pass through.

"Ahahaha, yes that's it, that's my escape rout right there. Sometimes you just need to take a break and the solution will present itself to you, hihi. Now let's get the hell out of here and find help for Brian."

After going through the small passage she just created, she tried to put back the planks in their original position as good as possible. After slipping through the hole she came out right underneath the shed that apparently is built on pillars with that she was free, at least for now.