chapter 117

I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Goosebumps crept on my skin as I shuddered, hoping the sudden shake would knock off the pairs of eyes staring at me. Loud chatters and mumbles filled the room and despite the loud voices, I couldn't make out one word each patron was saying. The stench of alcohol mixed with smoke coiled around me, threatening to knock me out. I flicked my eyes shut as Papa's words rang in my ear.

Just go in there and I will take care of it. All you have to do is sit and wait.

Apparently, I'd been waiting for hours. The auction had started a good while ago but I was number 10, the last of them all. I felt my stomach churn as I scanned my immediate environment, taking in the view in front of me. Men, ranging from young to old, scattered around the chairs in the auditorium, each one brandishing either a cup of whiskey or a cigarette in one hand. Others had both in their palms and it made me wonder the kind of Psychopaths they were. Amidst the familia