Natasha knew the guards would not let her kill Paige today, so she had to make do with the things she was able to do.
Looking around and seeing the inflated sex dolls, she felt her pulse quicken again. Where to find a man to rape that woman?
She couldn't just go back to the hall and ask if some of the guests there were willing to come up and do it. If she bribed a male hotel staff member to do it, she would only risk him running away and calling the police.
And the time was tight.
Looking at the candleholder in her hand, she suddenly grinned,
"Rape her with that!" She wanted for an eyeless guard to take it, but he, again, didn't move.
"What is wrong with you...?" Paige mumbled, bored and ready to grab her gun at any moment.
"What's going on?" Natasha ignored Paige and furrowed her brows. Not receiving an answer from the guard, she took a step toward Paige, the guard giving way for her.
