Trying desperately to speak, she wondered when she had been moved from the empty room that she had been beaten and drugged up in for what seemed like days. How did I get these pajamas on? What the fuck? Keisha wondered in alarm, observing the soft-fitting pajamas set that she had on. This is a cabin, so we’re in the mountains somewhere, Keisha deduced from the log walls, scanning the room, looking for a way to escape. After Keisha had been snatched into the Crown Victoria with Tre, she had physically gotten the piss beaten out of her, and afterwards she kicked Tre’s eyeball out with a forceful shove of her heel to his face. Keisha remembered fighting him with everything in her. Tre was taking blows to her like a man. Later, Keisha remembered being thrown into a private jet while Tre had been rushed to the hospital. In the jet, Keisha was blindfolded and her hands were duct-taped behind her back as instructed from Tre. “Keep yo’ eyes on that crafty little bitch,”
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