Measly sum of money

Daphne's POV

I couldn't count the number of times my stomach churned, nor Irene's words to me as she promised to place a call through to Lorenzo and that I was going to be fine.

My head swam with muddled thoughts, and with clambered steps, I walked down the endless steep of stairs to a black Cadillac which I didn't know what my fate would be.

The stern-faced man holding the door shut it closed after making sure that I was fine inside before driving off.

My palm got sweaty, and my throat parched as I thought of how I had missed the chance to inform Lorenzo.

“ But you hadn't,” a tiny voice whispered to me. “ And now, you will be turned into chunks”

I swallowed, gulping down the dread that filled my head when the car drove into the familiar building, its high windows came into view and I fisted my palm. It was now and never.

“ Get down” the tone wasn't one that told me I had a choice. I had to do what they told me without disputing his words.

I sauntered behind the stern-faced man,