Chapter 16

“You’re lucky, I haven’t killed that pussy licker husband of yours…”

“Does he know that you belonged to me, once…”

“Huh, probably not…”

Those memories kept coming into my mind. How did this man know about my husband, Theo? And what about his words that I belonged to him, once?

I tried hard to press my mind into my past, about the men whom I had dated but no one’s image came into my mind which would likely be our kidnapper.

Who could be that much psycho?

I tried to think hard but no one’s face came into my mind, not a single name, but if I have to find out about this man’s identity I have to hit on his weakness which I fairly know is only one thing, his pleasure.

I need to remove that mask of him and reveal the face under it. I know I don’t have much time left, this man has killed nearly everyone, I wonder whom he would pick next, Me, George, or The old man?

It wasn’t long until my question was answered when the masked man entered the c