I was stunned!

"Don't..."

I shook my head and backed away. But Gina grabbed my hair. She pulled me into that cage!

After that, she closed the door.

"Let me out!" I shouted.

Gina took a look at me. "Let you out? It's impossible!"

She said to a sister, "go out and discuss how to get her to talk."

"Yes."

"No problem."

They flattered her.

I curled up in this cage and began to shiver. I was more scared than when I was outside with my head covered.

I was really afraid to experience what I had experienced in prison again.

At this time, I closed my eyes as if I could see the scene in the prison.

I was scared.

I couldn't control that fear.

I even felt sick.

Soon they came in.

They tortured me as much as they did in prison. I curled up in the cage and was held by them. The wax oil dripped on me.

I couldn't stop dodging, but I was still burned.

Later, they were unhappy. It turned into smoke and finally into a knife.

It was like the pirate game. No matter how I hid, I would be hurt.

The blade had worn through my body. The blood soaked my clothes.

But they were afraid that I would die and finally stopped.

I was lying in the cage in a very twisted position. Although I was not hurt badly, I was hurt all over.

It was late.

I couldn't sleep, but I heard Gina on the phone.

I couldn't tell who she was calling, but her tone seemed to be coaxing children.

Children.

The idea was absurd to me. In my opinion, women like Gina wouldn't have children.

As I was thinking, I heard Gina shouting, "get up. Don't sleep. Someone's coming!"

Then the door of my room was opened.

Gina and a couple of people surrounded me with knives and pulled me straight out of the cage. They put knives around my neck.

Soon I heard the door open and a lot of footsteps.

Then I saw several policemen rush in.

"Drop your weapon!"

"Don't come here. If you come here, I'll kill her!"

The two sides were confronting each other.

I heard the footsteps of leather shoes.

Sean came in from the outside.

The moment he came in, Gina's sisters around me took a deep breath.

One muttered, "it's true."

Gina's knife around my neck shook.

Sean looked at me. It was too dark for me to see his expression. I heard him say, "let her go. How much do you want?"

"Ten million dollars!"

"No, fifty million dollars!"

"Yes, fifty million dollars! We want cash!"

Gina's sisters said.

Sean stood there calmly. "The whole York doesn't have that much cash."

"Don't lie to us. You've called the police. How can you give us the money?"

Gina obviously didn't trust him.

"I called the police to find her, not to arrest you. As long as she's OK, I'll give you money."

Sean's words were fascinating.

I could feel that they wanted to say yes.

"Or shall we have less cash?" It was proposed.

"Twenty million dollars in cash!" Gina shouted, "and you need to find a car to see us off."

"You can't take 20 million cash and you can't leave even if you have a car. I can give you gold bars. It's a little heavy, but you can take it with you."

Sean was helping them out!

"OK!" Gina's sisters agreed.

"Wait a minute."

Sean said, turning away.

He was back in less than five minutes. A policeman dropped two ammunition boxes on the ground.

Sean said, "here are two hundred gold bars."

Two people went to get the money. When they opened the box, it was full of gold bars. Even if it was dark, it was shiny.

"It was really 200 gold bars!"

Gina's sister was surprised.

"Now that you've got the money, can you let her go?" Sean asked them.

"No way! We're going to take her. I'll give her a phone. She'll call you in five hours and tell you where she is!"

Gina was experienced.

She didn't take the money to leave but asked me to protect her.

But Sean disagreed.

"It's impossible."

He said firmly.

"Take the gold bar!" Gina took me outside.

Several sisters followed her with the box.

Although the box was not big, it was heavy. Two people could barely take one.

I was injured so I walked very slowly. Gina got angry and cut my arm with a knife. She scolded, "don't lie to me! Don't think you are a hostage so I dare not kill you!"

Blood flowed down my arm.

Just then, the surrounding police came to subdue them.

Sean rushed to take care of me in her arms. He asked me, "are you ok?"

Maybe it was because I was in his arms that my fear had diminished. I leaned against him and said, "I'm fine."

I felt relieved. Sean suddenly got in my way.

I looked up and saw Gina breaking away from the police. She had a long knife in her hand and the point of it was on Sean!

"Sean!"

I shouted.

The police came to stop her but the knife still hurt Sean.

Sean's arm was on me. He smiled and said, "it's OK."

His words made me cry.

I was at a loss holding him.

Soon the ambulance pulled me and him away.

My injury was not serious. They were all skin injuries, so I recovered soon. Sean was lucky. Although the knife hurt his abdomen, it didn't hurt his internal organs. But he still needed a rest.

The day after I was admitted to the hospital, a policeman named Mike came to me to take notes.

I said everything.

Thinking of all my recent sufferings and my dead child, I decided not to let her go this time.

I deliberately described my previous experience in prison as miserable and showed him my armpit scars.

I could see Mike sympathized with me.

I took advantage of his sympathy. I talked about my experiences in Carter Family and after I was released from prison. In the end, I asked him to keep everyone secret when investigating the case.

Otherwise someone would intervene.

Mike hesitated for a moment and agreed to my request.