The Wrong Woman

After two hours, Liam opened the door.

A couple of men with guns stood there.

"Not bad, Liam. Is the woman still standing after being in there for so long?" one of them teased.

He shot him a shallow smile. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Mick had us come over to see if you're finished with her. If you are, we'll bring her over to his room.”

His face darkened slightly. He looked back at the room and said, "I'll bring her myself."

"Alright," the two said in unison.

Liam was deep in thought for a moment before he turned and walked back in. He then came out with Suzanne in tow, yanking her roughly by the arm

Suzanne's hair was tousled, and her clothes were disheveled. She lifted her head and glanced at the sky toward Norvania in fear.

She didn't know if she could rely on Liam to make it out of there alive. She'd only hoped that Nathan got the message and was looking for ways to save her.

In front of the wooden house, Mick's eyes glistened at the sight of Liam dragging Suzanne over to him. A smug grin was plastered on his face. "How was she?" he asked casually as he smoked a cigarette.

Liam smiled lightly at him in return. "Very nice. Thank you, Mick."

and yanked on his

and he opened

"What?"

body was trembling, and there was

try and buy her more time. "I just asked her. Turns out this woman

at Suzanne dumbfoundedly.

let her have a go?"

all. He rubbed his greasy head gleefully and

brought to the

of the drug-manufacturing factory, she was

people would this

at a bag of

"I don't take drugs.” "I'm not asking you to. This thing kills people. We don't know what's mixed

inside the cup bubbled up, and

took a step back

extremely curious. She approached with interest and picked up a bit of the powder, rubbing it between her

in her hand carefully. It felt like it started to generate heat as soon as it came in contact