Chapter 17: Don's Toy

Sarah

"We couldn't wait any longer. He was too stubborn," the biggest among the three men that welcomes us says to him. Apparently, he's the boss, like I expected.

My new captor holds dearly on to me but my gaze is fixed on the morbid body lying at our feet. Without a remorse, he drags me along.

"Discard the mess and clean your tracks," he booms as we walk into the lobby of a large mansion. My breathing is tense. If only I could scream or run. Fuck! it's pointless. Our hurried footsteps echo loudly as he continues to pull me.

"What about Shanghai?" one of his guards call out from behind. He doesn't seem to stop walking fast as though there is something so important and we're late for it.

"Shanghai? What about him? Didn't he stop by?" he questions as we approach one of the flight of stairs that converge at the top, leading to the first floor.

It's a massive place, the railings gleaming like molten gold, and floors so immaculate they seem to echo every step. The cream-colored walls pla