บท 97: Thank You, Sir

"Yeah, Ming Zhu has been here for the longest time… a bit over three weeks. She mentioned two days ago that the guy she was servicing might have broken a rib. She hoped that it would have been enough to puncture a lung and that she would be freed within a few days." 

The third woman almost seemed happy about that idea, like Ming Zhu dying was the best thing to ever happen to her. 

I shook my head, refusing even to entertain that idea for a moment. Dying was never the answer. 

I knew that if the guys were alive, they would be searching all over for me. It might take them a week or two, but I knew they would find me. And when they did, they would kill everyone here and save us all. 

So, there was no point in even entertaining the idea of dying.

"You look like you want to argue." I turned enough that I could see Ming Zhu in the cage beside me, wide awake with a smile on her face.