By the lift, lying on the floor was the bloody body of Angela, merely covered with Brianna's outfit. She had passed out, yet no one had the guts to interfere.

Brianna was shaking with fear. She had hardly run a few steps when a guy pounced on her and grabbed her leg. Brianna fell and exclaimed out of pain. The guy dragged her backward, her skin scratching the floor. The last thing she saw before she fainted was that the door of the lift opened and out came a handsome young man in a ...