“Who are you?!” I shout, but my voice fails me because my mouth is dry.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Don’t make me shove a gag in your mouth again,” my “neighbor” answers tensely.
“Vil, pick up speed.”
“Where are you taking me? Who are you?” I won’t stop.
“Are you going to sell me? I have a lot of money. Let me buy myself.”
“I can make you rich—just take me home. I’ll give you everything I have.”
My life was relatively carefree until I agreed to attend a party on Sheikh Al-Djallil’s yacht. Then I was kidnapped and planned to be sent into sex slavery, but I ended up in the hands of two unknown men—and my future looks bleak. Will they allow me to stay alive, or will they use me as a living bait for a senator I’ve learned too much about?