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

As I pass by Scarlett's room on my way back, I spot two shady figures lurking by her door, peering inside with narrowed eyes.


Without making any sudden moves, I discreetly start recording on my phone.


"That old geezer Granger isn't here today anyway. Why don't we go in and have our way with that chick...?"


"Hell yeah! He's always making us use his leftovers!"


"Afterward, we'll off that hottie and say she tried to escape!"


Listening to their vile, obscene chatter, my anger only grows.


I wait until they've finished plotting and are about to make their move before I step forward.


"Zoran, I'd advise you to mind your own business," the tall one says dismissively.


"Yeah, ending up with us would be a good fate for her... With Granger, she'd be..."


The two exchange knowing smiles, becoming increasingly brazen.


I press play on the phone in my pocket.


Their words play back verbatim, including their insults about Granger.


Chapter 7