ManyWriters

I was a purveyor of erotic goods, walking the tightrope of legality, supplying adult toys to overseas scam operations.
One day when the delivery guy called in sick, I personally made the drop-off. I woke up in a basement, trapped in a metal cage meant for poultry.
Thankfully, I had shared my real-time location with my boyfriend of many years before setting out.
My boyfriend came to save me, but I watched in horror as Granger tortured him and his team to death right before my eyes.
With his dying breath, my boyfriend whispered: "Run."
I swallowed my pride and became Granger's obedient lapdog in a remote bamboo village deep in the rainforest.
After my carefully plotted revenge failed a year later, I decided to end my life on December 28th. But on that very day, I met her.

I Was Atoning For My Boyfriend's Death When I Met Her

Soon, I discovered Granger's intentions the very next day.


He wrapped his arm around Scarlett's waist, pushing her towards the portly old man across the room who was well past fifty.


"This is our prettiest girl! All yours!"


I could only watch this scene unfold helplessly, my fists clenching tighter and tighter inside my sleeves.


"I need to use the restroom, just a moment," Scarlett said, perfectly balancing between reluctance and willingness, making the old man grin from ear to ear.


The detonator in my pocket felt like a hot potato, and I broke into a cold sweat.


Faced with Frost's scheme, the only way Scarlett and I could think of to save ourselves was to leave the scene one after another, then detonate the bomb – a classic slip away.


Scarlett would go to the bathroom and then jump out the window...


Everything was going incredibly smoothly. I just needed to wait a few more minutes... just a few more minutes...


Chapter 11