"Let me go, please…" The girl's voice was clearer than those of the two men.
"Do you think begging will work?" One of the men laughed, "We can grand your request on the bed though. We may be gentler."
His lewd laughter came from the other end of the phone. It was disgusting.
Carlos' face turned icy cold. He said, "Put it on speakerphone."
The girl panicked, but Carlos was the last straw. Except for following his instructions, she didn't have a choice.
She then turned on the speakerphone. "It's on."
Her voice was faint.
Just as the two men were about to come over, she held up her phone and shouted, "Someone wants to talk to you!"
Their faces fell in an instant. "Bitch, how dare you make a call!"
They rushed over, trying to snatch her phone.
The girl burst into tears, fearing that it would not work. Her face was ghastly pale.
It was not that she didn't trust Carlos, but he was not at the scene.