CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN: Breaking News

I opened my eyes in a dark room with a fuzzy head. My head and ears ringing, I tried so hard to remember what had happened but the more I tried, the more my head ached. “Where am I?” I asked myself as I tried to stand up and it was then I realized I was tied to a chair with my hands behind my back, my legs tied up too and my mouth duct taped. I groaned.

“The more you try, the more painful it becomes.” I heard a familiar voice say, I strained my eyes to look properly and I saw Steve, Connors dad. I struggled more on the chair and tried to say something that only came out in a muffle as my mouth was taped already, he lifted his hands up and a man, My Uncle, came closer to remove the tape from my mouth, I spat and inhaled.

“What do you want?” I said.

“You know what I want. Connor does too.” He answered. “You just tell him to step down and everyone is fucking happy. That son of a bitch is stubborn and if anyone could talk to him, it’s you.” He added.

“And you really think I will?” I said