Two of them laughed and exchanged a glance. One of them stepped closer. His eyes were leering at me with a disgusting light.
Disgust churned in my stomach.
After getting a nod from the leader, he stepped forward, groped my face and began tearing at my clothes.
I struggled violently, screaming at the top of my lungs, but a hard slap cut me off.
"Shut up!" the man snarled. "Scream again and we’ll make this even worse for you."
Just when desperation crushed what little strength I had left, a loud engine roared outside.
Simon burst through the entrance like a hurricane. He swung the golf club he’d grabbed from the backseat of his car with savage fury.
I stared in a daze at the crazed Simon, watching him smash the golf club into the kidnappers without any hesitation, like a man possessed.
However just before I blacked out again, a chilling thought flickered across my mind …
Kelly must have been the mastermind behind this. She hated me enough to want to see me destroyed.
What made this thing even worse... it was possible Simon had been involved too.
Maybe this whole kidnapping was something they had planned together.