She tried desperately to summon the strength to strike him, to fight back with everything she had, but her energy drained away like water through open fingers. Her limbs grew impossibly heavy, refusing to obey her commands.
Her body betrayed her completely, slumping against the leather seat as consciousness began to slip away.
The driver watched her collapse, a sinister smile spreading across his face. Without uttering a single word, he started the engine again and pulled away from the curb.
Every tracking system in the vehicle had been methodically disabled. Alfy, cut off from any chance of rescue, felt darkness closing in from all sides.
The driver, having calculated his timing perfectly, waited until the drug had fully saturated the confined space of the car before finally removing the protective handkerchief from his face.
A wicked smile played on his lips as he glanced at her through the rearview mirror. “You think you can escape from me? Such a valuable target will fetch a hefty price.”
The black market had been offering astronomical sums for young ladies like her lately. Selling her could earn him more than years of driving his taxi ever would.
As he drove deeper into the night, the thought of the fortune awaiting him sent waves of excitement coursing through his veins.
An hour had passed when the car halted at what seemed to be an abandoned factory, shrouded in darkness both inside and out.
As Alfy regained consciousness, she realized her movements were restricted, her limbs securely bound. Her attempts to free herself only tightened the expertly tied knots. With each struggle, the bindings constricted further.
Suddenly, the driver flung open the rear door and mercilessly pulled her from the car.
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Alfy attempted to shout, but a cloth stifled her cries for help.
With ruthless efficiency, the driver hauled her toward the entrance of the factory.
The harsh contact with the ground tore at Alfy’s skin, sending waves of sharp pain through her body.
Upon entering the factory, the sight that greeted her forced her pain to the back of her mind. Her eyes widened in terror.
The dimly lit space was crammed with cages, each one imprisoning several women and children behind steel bars.
In the gloom, the soft wails of children echoed, stirring the anger of the guards. Approaching the source of the noise, one guard delivered harsh slaps to one of the crying children.
“Silence! Another peep, and I might just end it for you all!” he threatened menacingly.
His threatening tone caused the crying to cease abruptly, replaced by quiet sobs as the child stared back, eyes wide with fright.
Seeing the child’s suffering, some women could only hold them in their arms and offer soft words of comfort. Though they were also filled with fear, their main concern was the safety of the children.
Alfy could scarcely believe that such a nightmarish scene was unfolding in the otherwise ordinary town of Yata. The cells were overcrowded, likely containing over a hundred captives. She pondered the reason behind the abduction of so many women and children.
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