I sat in the cold chair, my legs had lost all feeling, my eyes ducked taped tightly, my arms and chest trapped to the chair. I don’t remember how long it was, but it felt like years. I thought I wouldn’t make it out of there, were ever I was, to this day I have no idea where I was taken or how it happened. I struggled to try to get my feet loose but failed. Tears began to roll down my face. I could hear two people talking in the distance, but I could barely make out what they were saying. The voices grew louder, I could feel they were close. “Vic!” “What!” “Who is this, what did I tell you to do?” “What do you mean I went in I got the girl, I came back that was the plan!” “I thought we weren’t doing this anymore. What’s wrong--” he was cut off. …show more content…
“w-we can’t do this anymore, we just can’t!” “What do you suppose we do huh? She’s sittin right there I sent the package. The plan is starting, we can’t stop now.” “Why?” “What are you talkin about! If we send her back now we’re going to jail!” I could tell his was on the verge of crying, his voice began to crack. “I never wanted this.” “Well we have no choice.” “Okay well what’s the plan?” He continued to raise his voice each time he