Chapter 13: Welcome to the Mafia

(Beth's POV) TW: mentions blood, torture, and assault.

Everything is dark and it’s cold. Someone has removed my shoes and my feet are sitting in a wet, slimy, and slightly sticky puddle of fluid that I’d rather not know the name of. The smell is awful. Like rotting flesh and death of the world all in one room.

Don’t scream. I can’t scream. If I scream, they’ll know I’m awake. And if they know I’m awake then something bad will probably happen.

Thankfully nothing hurt yet. Although, I'm not going to hold my breath. I’ve seen the old mafia films. I know what they do to people. But why do they want me? I don’t know anything about Anthony except his club names and locations.

Changing tactics, I close my eyes and listen for any indications of where I might be. Not that it will help. I’m tied to a hard chair in a dark room.