The crying voice of a woman woke me up from my deep sleep. I opened my eyes to see Rachel kneeling in front of me and men kicking and hitting her with a baseball bat.
My eyes widened.
"R—Rachel!"
I tried to get up and help her, but the pain in my head kicked again.
"Are you okay?"
I looked at the guy who spoke beside me. It's Luca. He's looking at me with a hint of worry in his eyes.
What the hell is going on?
Why are they hurting Rachel?
"L—Luca, make them stop. She will die if you don't stop this!"
His face turned dark.
"Then let her die." He looked coldly at her and to his subordinates who are still beating her.
"Please..."
My heart is aching seeing Rachel's poor state. She's covered with bruises already, and I can't almost recognized her with all the dirt.
How long have th
