"If you ask again, there will be consequences."
I suddenly become a balloon full of rage. He's the pin that pops it. I try to get out of his grasp. "What will the consequences be? You held my daughter over my head, and I no longer have her? What else can you possibly do to me? I'm already dead," I scream.
He shakes his head in disgust. "You just added more time to your punishment."
"My punishment? What would that be, William?" I've never talked to him like this before, but the cork has popped.
A sinister smile grows on his face. He takes his phone out, taps the screen, and holds the phone so I can view it.
My heart stops. A video of Millie pops up. She's in the snow. It's just like my dream, and she's with the same woman. I still can't see the woman's face, but Millie is crying for me, and the woman is telling her she is her mummy in her Spanish accent.
"Where is she?" I yell.
"Until you can behave like a lady and no longer resemble the whore you are, we won't discuss any of this."
I grab William's arms. "No. Please. Tell me."
In his ruthless voice, he commands, "Plane. Now. And don't say another word until I allow you to speak."