Mackenzie sat there, watching him pace around the room while he stared obsessively at his phone. She tried to assess her situation while he was otherwise occupied with whatever it was he was doing. He had zip-tied her wrists together, she wiggled them a bit and could feel it was actually two zip ties locked together and if given enough force she could get them off. The chair she was sitting on was just a metal folding chair and even though he had tightly bound her to the legs of the chairs, she believed if she could stand up she could pull herself free. She just had to keep shifting her legs to try and get the zip ties around her ankles where they would be looser. Even though he seemed distracted at the moment she wanted to make sure to keep his attention away from her movements, thinking
