Trap Me or Free Me
York Langston locked me up for six months.
Word on the street was he dropped over 100 million to buy me my own private island.
Security here? Tight enough to rival the White House. Even a bird that flew past the area would get shot down on sight.
But what nobody knew…
All that luxury people envied? To me, it was just a gilded cage.
It wasn't until he found a woman who looked almost like me that his interest began to fade.
One day, she stormed the island with a gang at her back while he was away.
She slashed my tendons and carved up my face with a blade before locking me inside a cage with a rabid dog.
I was barely breathing by the time York finally found me.
"York, this woman thought she could fool you by imitating me? She must be a spy! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!"