065 Common Enemy

Scarlett’s POV

The man stands up with a hand supporting his heavy body on the table, then starts stretching his limbs in a string of painfully slow moves, ignoring me and Ava in total. His hair is messy, and his smelly clothes loosely hang from his beer belly. Then he opens a bottle of water, rinses before he swallows the water in his mouth, and splashes water on his face and head until the bottle is empty. He grabs what looks like a dirty shirt and wipes his head.

He doesn’t look like a thug. Thug has better bodies…and probably healthier lifestyles,

too.

argument – tied them to chairs in a dark room of what looks like an abandoned building, and it seems that his intention behind his slow movements is intimidation. Like the play

a sudden, he pulls a string hanging in the room and lights penetrate my eyes, leaving a sour sting. From

Ava? That would be the most unlikely thing to exist if you asked me yesterday. But I’m leaning toward believing her now. She lured

The man walks over.

my sour eyes on him, but just below his chin. I don’t want to meet his eyes, but I can’t look away when danger approaches. The grey shirt he’s wearing looks like it has been on him for days, smells

for me to smell his breath. His eyes are red due

we are here?

and

abducted Ava thinking she was “Sebastian’s

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going to fucking kill

a calm voice, answering

man bends down, and I flinch backward beyond my control. Seeing that, he lets out a cold snort,

some serious hatred alright. A chill breaks out on

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