The door opened and Trey guided in a shaking girl with long brown hair and heavy breasts. She was naked and crying softly. Kelly stood and put her arm around the brown haired girl. She stroked her hair and tried to get her to stop crying.
Brandy wanted to scream! How were so many girls going missing without the police doing anything? What gave Vlad, Marcus and the others the right to treat them like this? Her blood pumped hard, every wiry muscle in Brandy’s scrawny body was tensed. She felt primed to explode but with nowhere to direct her rage. This was not going to be how she died. ‘Fuck Marcus and Andre and Trey and fuck Vlad most of all!’ Brandy raged internally. She would find a way out of this. If she couldn’t get payback she would at least find freedom. Brandy gritted her teeth and resolved to either find a way to escape or die in the attempt.
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