The car stopped, and the man in the co-driver's seat dragged Betsy Russell out, throwing her onto a nearby pile of grass and said irritably, "Hurry up, don't dilly-dally!"
Betsy, with red-rimmed eyes, looked at the man in the co-driver's seat and pleaded softly, "Could you please go back to the car? I'm afraid I'll stink it up! I…"
The man saw that Betsy's hands and feet were tied tightly and felt confident she couldn't run away, so he walked towards the car.
Once he left, Betsy quickly untied the ropes on her hands and feet and crawled into the bushes without hesitation!
The two men in the car were bragging about using the ransom money to find wives when the man in the co-driver's seat got out and looked towards the spot where Betsy had gone to the toilet, his face suddenly changing.
"Damn it! Betsy, you bitch! If I catch you, I'll break your fucking legs!" he shouted.
