"So you are the spy? Do you think you have a chance of saving her after putting your life in danger?." The drug Lord asked as he looked her up and down, while she was dragged out from his seat.
The Female Spy knew it was over, but she refused to say anything.
"Looks like Leila employed a strong one." The drug Lord said in a low tone before turning around to give out instruction in a stern tone.
"Use her as a lab rat to tests our new drugs. Let her sufferer for six months, then if she doesn't die from the effect, cut each part of her body every week. A leg for today, another leg for the next day, a hand for today, another hand for the next day."
It was now that the female spy knew how black-hearted the drug lord was, so she screamed at him in despair while struggling with the guards that were tightly holding onto her hands.
"How could you treat me this way?! How can you treat a woman this way?!."
