Page 121 of Merciless Sinner

“Amelia, we have to get everything ready to go.” He switches his gaze from her to me, then back to her again.

“On my way, father. Maybe our guests will be in a better mood when I get back.” She smirks at me, then they both leave.

As the door slams shut, everything inside me crumbles. I'm locked up again. And this time, I know I most assuredly will die.

Virgo doesn't even know I'm in danger. He thinks I'm making peace with my friend. But that same friend is planning to kill me. I have to do something. Anything. Right now, my knowledge is my leverage. The moment I tell them where the memory stick is,

They'll kill me. The only choice, here, is to die fast or slow.

I've come too far for that to happen to me. Frantically, I glance around the room. My gaze lands on my little purse across from me in the corner.

I'm sure Amelia would have taken out my phone, but inside is a tracker Virgo placed on my lipstick.

If I could get to it, I could activate it. He'd know I'm in trouble. But how do I get to it if I'm tied up over here?

I stare across the room at the bag, assessing the distance. My gaze flicks down to my body, and I wonder if I could stretch myself out far enough toward it. Before the idea even processes in my mind, I'm trying.

I stretch my legs out, but I'm not close enough.

I move against the rope and realize if I lower my upper body, I might be able to get to it.

I do so And my God, it works. It actually works. My feet brush against the purse, and I loop my foot through the handle, tugging it toward me.

I manage to flick the bag over, and my makeup falls out.

I catch sight of the lipstick rolling by, and stop it with my other foot. Just as I thought, Amelia had taken my phone, but she would never have guessed that a tracker would be in my lipstick case. With all my strength, I land my foot down on the center. I have to do it twice, hurting myself, before the little red light beeps on the side.

My soul rejoices as I see it beeping. Then I kick the lipstick and the bag across the room, just in case Amelia gets back and sees it.

It's not in the same place as it was before. But I pray, I pray Virgo finds me.

I pray he finds me, again.

* * *

It's an hour before Amelia comes back.

Just like before, the door creaks open.

“Ready to go,” she says in a hearty voice, as if she's about to break out into a song.

She comes over to me, and a guard follows, standing next to us.

“Ready to talk yet?” She asks. “One more chance before we leave.”

“No,” I snap.

“Are you seriously going to do this?”

“Yes, I am. I'm not going to tell you anything.”

She grimaces, then out of nowhere, she strikes me across my face with the back of her hand.

Just then, hurried footsteps come down the stairs outside and her father rushes in.

“We have to get out of here now,” he shouts. “Virgo and Dante are here. There's at least ten cars pulling into the facility with all the security team from both Brotherhoods.”

Oh God. they came. It worked. They’re here for me.

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