"If you don’t believe me, you can call Albie and ask him. I also have photos of us together on my phone…"
From the way they spoke, I could tell that Albie held a high status among them. I thought that if I could just prove my relationship with him, they would let me go.
But before I could finish my sentence, a heavy slap landed across my face.
"You still dare to call our young leader by name? I’ll beat that filthy mouth of yours shut!"
"This woman is cunning. She’s just trying to get her phone so she can call the police."
Three slaps landed hard on my face in quick succession.
I felt my teeth loosen from the impact, the metallic taste of blood spreading in my mouth. My head spun, my whole body throbbed with pain and it felt like my insides had been shattered.
Even though I was filled with grievances, I didn’t dare say another word.
These men were ruthless.
"Lock her in the pigsty. She’ll behave by tomorrow," the leader ordered.
Two men grabbed my arms and dragged me toward the pigsty.
The place was cold and drafty, reeking of pig waste. I collapsed in a corner, trembling uncontrollably in despair.
I endured until the dead of night when all the lights around me finally went out.