He grabbed my hair, yanking me down.
I fell with a loud cry, pain exploding through every part of my body.
I landed on my phone.
Quickly, I slid my hand underneath me and shoved it into my pocket before he could notice.
"You little fox. I knew you were hiding somewhere."
He spoke with so much pride and confidence, a wicked smirk dancing across his lips.
I didn't recognize his voice from the others I had heard talking earlier.
"Please let me go," I pleaded.
I knew it was useless, but it was worth trying.
A loud mocking laugh was my only response.
"You must be out of your mind if you think I would."
His laughter grew louder as he dragged me to my feet.
I screamed, clawing at his grip as I tried to free myself.
He pulled me outside.
Everywhere was quiet now.
The others must have left.
Blood stained the entire place.
The same went for the bodies scattered across the ground.
Mr. Cross's bodyguards.
My heart squeezed painfully as I looked at them.
