Chapter 8

Prisoners Posses-4-0-9 Trevor’s POV The night before. "Mr. Crawford. . . do you find pleasure in beating women?" I asked the tied up man who was still looking at me with disbelief. "You have no idea who I am do you?" Dain angrily shouted and I stop walking, eyeing this so-called man. I find it funny, so I start laughing, I laugh until I am close enough, to plant my foot into his face and make him fall backward on his chair. I fix my face back into a deadly scowl as my men pick him up groaning,...