Abbey’s POV
It’s hours before the van starts to slow, by which time I’m in so much pain it’s unreal. The bones and muscles in my side are screaming from the unnatural position I’ve been laying in since Demitri pushed me over. With my hands and feet secured, I’ve been unable to do anything other than suffer through as my body started to protest.
Thankfully, after his little chat, Demitri seemed to grow bored of me, ignoring my presence as he turned to the man who grabbed from outside of the store, the two of them talking in low tones together by the panel that blocks the front seats from the rear of the vehicle. Occasionally, Demitri will bark out a laugh, the sound echoing off the walls, sending a shiver through me it’s cold, cruel sound.
As The sound under the van changes from a harsh
