As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and there were fewer pedestrians on the roadside, with the road slowly becoming more rugged.
As the scenery around them grew desolate, with houses few and far between, Fletcher Kinney and his companions finally stopped the car.
Amanda Smith leaned against the car, having been motionless for quite some time.
The bleeding at the corner of her mouth had stopped, and every movement of her body caused her pain, while an injury to her throat made breathing difficult.
She had never experienced such violence before, the strength of a woman so insignificant in front of two males, she couldn't even find the strength to try to resist.
She felt the sedan slowly come to a stop, and fear instantly peaked within her.
She had not been deaf to the discussion between Fletcher Kinney and that man earlier, their base and vile words made it clear to her what was about to happen to her.
With the car stopping, her fear intensified.
