CHAPTER 70 - WHERE ARE YOU?

POV: ELISABETH

“Damn it!” I yelled as the tight handcuff squeezed harder on my wrists, hurting them. “Hell, how do you expect me to escape with this thing so tight?”

“And do you think your ex-fiancé would leave it loose to make it easier for you?” Greg adjusted my hands, assessing. “Come on, apply the technique I taught you; twist your wrist to get free and escape.”

“This hurts too much.” I whimpered, uncomfortable.

“Mrs. Elisabeth, this pain is nothing compared to what he'll do to you and to Patrick if they catch you!” He stared at me sternly, then stepped back, standing in front of me. “Come on, you're not just trying to escape; you need to save those you love; free yourself.”

“Easy for you to say.” I retorted nervously, squirming and gripping one hand with the other, trying to twist. But a