Chapter 157: The Abandoned Bag

It was seven in the morning and I was still sitting in front of the computer screen, watching the live-stream. It was horrifying, to say the least, but I felt like these women would be killed if I looked away. No, what was happening to the woman in the frame was horrible. She probably wanted to die, but I knew… I knew that death was the final fate. You could recover from everything… you had the chance to recover if you survived. 

So, I watched. 

Nash pressed his hand against my shoulder. "Evie, stop," he pleaded. 

I didn't look away. "I can't. I need to make sure they don't die," I whispered. "When we catch these people, we can find the other victims, but for now, my sole responsibility is to make sure these people don't die a horrible death."

"You need food," he pressed. 

"Would you mind bringing something for me? I really can't leave," I said. I gave him a small smile.

"Got it," he said slowly.