"Did you bring the Polaroid camera?" Serena asked as Mr.Pruce stepped out of his s.u.v.
"How long has he been in there?" Mr.Pruce asked as went over looking in the trunk Hays opened for him.
"About twelve hours, but he's been knocked out most of the day." Hays replied.
"He's probably thirsty. You haven't given him any water? Have you?" Mr.Pruce inquired.
"Oh, no." Serena informed him.
"Good, this man needs to suffer for what he's done to our Leah." he said spitting down on the half-naked bound man, duct tape over his mouth, eyes closed, barely alive. Serena pointed the Polaroid camera at their victim and snapped a picture. The flash lit up the darkness and the bound man opened up his terrified eyes.
"Here you go,said you can keep it." he said handing it to her along with a fresh pack of film. "You'll have about twenty snapshots. Now where is he?" Mr.Pruce asked peering around in the dark past the headlights in the dark remote wooded area.
"We have him in the trunk." Serena said pointing over to the long black sedan parked under the pine trees. Hays slid out from the passenger's seat a lit cigarette dangling from his lips."How long has he been in there?" Mr.Pruce asked as went over looking in the trunk Hays opened for him.
"About twelve hours, but he's been knocked out most of the day." Hays replied.
"He's probably thirsty. You haven't given him any water? Have you?" Mr.Pruce inquired.
"Oh, no." Serena informed him.
"Good, this man needs to suffer for what he's done to our Leah." he said spitting down on the half-naked bound man, duct tape over his mouth, eyes closed, barely alive. Serena pointed the Polaroid camera at their victim and snapped a picture. The flash lit up the darkness and the bound man opened up his terrified eyes.
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