Chapter 130: I’ll Kill You

    Her eyelids fluttered and shut, and her head fell limp to the side. He grabbed her face between his hands—the skin felt waxy and cold. Panicked, he checked her pulse—it was slow but steady. "She's been drugged," Sophia whispered. Sean turned and looked at her. He'd seen that there was a second woman in the bed, but he hadn't realized it was Sophia. "With what?" he asked. Sophia shook her head miserably, "I don't know. Something in a needle. She fought it for as long as she could, but he wanted her unconscious." "And you?" he asked Sophia. "He drugged me too," she answered. "But not as much. He needed me to be conscious—I was the bait." His stomach twisted, and fiery rage pulsed through his veins. What kind of sick man had taken them? "He was going to rape us," Sophia said, her voice trembling on each word. "He drugged her to make it easier, but then—" "But then what?" Sean asked. "But then he changed his mind," Sophia sobbed. "He said he wanted her to be awake for it all. He wanted