"I have to warn you, she's a bit of a handful." Glancing over his shoulder, the man in charge of this little slave auction operation warned his most recent customer. It had taken the breaking of three noses, one arm, a dislocated shoulder and a shattered kneecap to get this particular piece of merchandise ready
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She seriously contemplated going the alternative route and just knocking him out right now; just living him here while she went off to find the men responsible for this on her own. But then, she changed her mind and ever so slowly released the arm she had twisted behind him. The knife was next to leave him, if not a bit reluctantly.
She stepped away from him, stumbling just a bit as the drugs still pumping away throughout her system made everything suddenly tip violently to right for a minute, but she thankfully managed to catch herself. Keep it together, she told herself, raising her guard as she eyed this man suspiciously.
There was no telling just what this guy was up to.
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"Okay. So...do you have any idea who I am?" Might as well figure out where to start.
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"Should I know you?" Sheena liked to think she was fairly good at remembering people's names and faces. But no matter how hard she tried to think of who he could be, nothing was coming up.
He was a stranger to Sheena; a stranger who, by what she'd been able to gather, seemed to know her somehow. A fact that sent a few red flags up and made her even more suspicious of him.
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