Scott frowned and pushed me away, his voice cold. “Enough. Talking won’t change anything. Just admit you were wrong. As long as Heidi forgives you, Mom and I will let it go.”
I gave a faint, bitter smile, feeling the last bit of hope in my heart fade completely. Turning around, I walked into the emergency room.
The door had barely closed when a sharp pain hit the back of my neck. My vision blurred, and my body collapsed onto the cold floor.
When I opened my eyes again, I was tied up in a damp, moldy warehouse. The air was thick and stale, and the dim light above flickered weakly.
Next to me lay Heidi. She opened her eyes and immediately started cursing.
“Stephen, you old fool, are you crazy? I told you to drug her, not knock me out too!”
She tried to sit up but soon realized she couldn’t move, her tone turning even harsher.
“I said, just act a little! Tie her up, that’s all! Why did you tie me too? I just had my nails done, three thousand per finger! If they’re ruined, can you even afford that, old man?”
Just as she was yelling and scolding, something was suddenly thrown inside.