57. Emma

Past

July 2014

They took me to a house on the outskirts of town and when I tried to send a message to my friend, the guy took the phone out of my hands, which made me look at him with hatred and he laughed in response.

"We're not idiots, you're going to write to somebody.”

"It's logical, you fool..." I have to tell them something or they're going to get me and that means calling Rocco, who controls the area where you took me from and will look at the cameras set up on the street," I said confidently when it could have been a complete lie. “I need to tell them something convincing so that they don't get suspicious since one of them is waiting for me.”

He nodded and asked:

"Which of them?"

"Lilly, give it to me, if I write to you without following our peculiar way of speaking, you'll be suspicious," I asked and tried to take her cell phone.

He was only faster, so without hesitation he typed nimbly and then sent a message, that made me lose much more than patience. Even more so when he t