Chapter 71: Little Guest
Danielle couldn't breathe…
Her wrists burned from the metal cuffs digging into her skin every time she struggled. Every few seconds she would slam her shoulder into the door, begging it to break, but nothing worked.
Ethan watched her like she was a hamster, trying to escape its cage.
He leaned back in his seat like this was a road trip and not a kidnapping. His eyes stayed glued to her like she was the most entertaining horror he had ever seen.
"You will only hurt yourself…And I would hate that. Not yet."
Danielle spat the words at him. "You monster."
Ethan smiled as if she complimented him.
"It is cute that you think I care what you call me."
Jackson drove in silence. His grip on the wheel was stiff. But he did not help her. He did not even look back. Everyone in that van lived under Ethan's rules.
Danielle could only think about Theo on the ground and bleeding, not moving.
