Cassie stood in front of Hellen, her whole body shivering.Finally her legs gave up and she collapsed right onto the floor. She grasped the coffee table before her for desperate measure and looked at Hellen. "Who are you? I need to know! Why did you come to my room? I will call the front desk if you don't leave now," she warned, looking up at the scary figure before her.
Hellen sneered, "Oh really! Okay, go ahead. Or should I tell you which number to dial?" Hellen very well knew that Cassie's phone was in her bag and now that her bag was on the floor, she couldn't reach her phone.
Cassie was rattled. She hadn't expected her to answer like this. Shivering with fear, Cassie turned up to look at Hellen.
Hellen casually butted her cigarette and threw it in the ashtray. Then slowly, she took out a pill from her pocket.
Cassie was overcome by a sense of fear, like she was in extreme danger, as Hellen kept playing with the white pill.
"I have heard that you fear nothing and that you are on good terms with the media in this city, is that true?" Hellen drawled. Not just Cassie, but this time, even the four men knew what Hellen meant by that.
"What do you want?" Cassie asked, clenching her teeth. She received no response from her captor so she went ahead and said, "If you dare to lay a finger on me, I won't spare you. You'll be as good as dead."
Cassie's warning infuriated Hellen.
Hellen leaned forward, like a tigress eyeing her kill. She grasped Cassie by her chin, in a grip so strong, that Cassie could barely move her head. Hellen put another hand on her throat, as if massaging it with her thumb and her index finger. Cassie's mouth popped open owing to the pressure Hellen had put on her face. Wasting no time, Hellen put the pill in Cassie's mouth, vigorously massaging her throat, until she had swallowed the white pill.
Before Cassie knew it, the deed was done. Hellen let go of her.
Cassie grabbed at her neck, as if trying to stop the pill from going down her throat, but it was too late. She choked and coughed, trying to get it out.
"What did you make me eat?" Cassie asked, terrified.
"Oh shut up," said Hellen, who was visibly irritated by her ranting. She had no intention or patience for this woman. She swiftly picked up a towel from the table and wiped her hands. With her usual nonchalance, she dropped it on the table, after she was done.
By the time Hellen stood up, Cassie had already collapsed. Her head lying on the coffee table, motionless. "Take her away," Hellen commanded coolly.
"Yes," the men replied.
In a factory outside the city, Hellen fiddled with a knife. Five days ago, she had bought the whole factory and the surrounding area within a radius of 300 meters.
Cassie blinked, trying to adjust her eyes to the darkness. There was barely enough light around her and she wondered where she was.
She suddenly remembered everything that had happened before she passed out. Her eyes widened in fear as she saw the same woman from the hotel room, standing before her. Behind her were men wearing a black uniform and black gloves, all of them carrying guns. The woman was now looking at her sinisterly. Something told Cassie that this woman had murder on her mind.
Cassie's legs were now wobbly. She thought of all the evil things she had done in her lifetime. But not even once, had she encountered a gun. Neither had she ever seen people carrying guns.
Cassie suddenly remembered and slowly looked down at her clothes. They were intact and she heaved a sigh of relief. At least the men hadn't done anything to her.
Cassie was starting to panic now. "Who, in the whole world are you?" she asked. She looked around at everyone with eyes full of fear. She looked for one hint of sympathy in their eyes, but to her horror, their eyes were blank and showed no remorse.
Hellen was still playing with the knife when she said, 'We're here to punish you for your nude pictures." She didn't even look up at her as she said these words.
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