Maria’s face contorted with displeasure as she gazed disapprovingly at Jim, seated nearby.
She instructed her subordinates, “You both, take him away for me!”
Jim was led out of the church.
As the initial rays of morning light seeped into the space, he slowly came to his senses, his arms tingling from the prolonged binding. His injuries and attire were fused together by the dried blood, causing every motion to elicit intense, stabbing agony.
Observing the shabby room where he was held captive, Jim’s contemplations were abruptly halted by the grating sound of the door’s movement.
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