Chapter 68 The Workshop (Part One)

• “What? But there’s too much security there,” she said, confusion evident on her face as she hurried alongside us. I was practically running, struggling to keep up with those long-legged idiots while being so short myself. “Are you sure about what you’re saying?”
• “Yes, damn it. Leonardo called and said something about an explosion,” We arrived at the entrance, and I struggled to breathe as he practically dragged me along. “Move fast, Verónica, if you don’t want me to drag you by the hair," he threatened, and I quickened my pace.
• “But why do I have to go?” Carish sounded like a child, and I remembered what Eder told me: they kept her away from everything, she only focused on being pretty, having sex, and spending money. George looked at her with annoyance as the security guard opened the van door for us. I entered first, pushed by George, with his sister behind me, wanting to cry. “I was having fun, Gigi.” Gigi? Did she call the tattooed psychopath who raped me without hesitation Gigi? I wanted to laugh, but I tried not to.