No One's POV
Vivien took a slow step back, her boots crunching against the dry leaves on the ground.
She quickly looked around, trying to find any escape route, but her back was almost touching the rough bark of the massive tree. Her mind raced as she calculated her chances. She only had a small tactical dagger hidden behind her arm, while these three massive men had a silenced gun, a heavy iron pipe, and a baseball bat. The odds were completely against her.
Suddenly, the men stopped walking. They stood just a few feet away, scanning her up and down with disgusting slow looks.
The man holding the baseball bat let out a low whistle, a nasty grin spreading across his face. "Hey, look at her," he said, turning his head slightly toward the others. "Wouldn't it be a total waste if we just kill such a beauty right away? I mean, look at those eyes. Why not enjoy ourselves first, boys?"
The other two men paused, looking at each other before twisted smiles broke out on their faces.
